Lu Yan sat in the passenger seat possibly on purpose.
This way, she was closer to that person… and the temptation seemed to be greater.
The red taxi was already very old. The driver's driving skills were quite good, but it was a little unstable. Sometimes, when changing lanes, he would drive into another lane. It was obvious that the quality of the taxi was not good.
The car gradually drove out of the city and headed towards Netherworld Mountain.
Actually, Netherworld Mountain was not called Netherworld Mountain. It was called—Youming Mountain.
Later on, perhaps because of the homophonic sound, everyone got used to it and started calling it 'Netherworld Mountain'.
"Beauty, why are you going to Netherworld Mountain?" On the way, the driver asked cheekily.
"To kill people."
Lu Yan smiled.
"Hahaha, you are so funny… Your way of speaking is humorous." The driver laughed.
Lu Yan pursed her lips and remained silent.