Liu Yingying heard the commotion and, through the car window, saw the driver they had hired, Lao Wu, surrounded by a group of people.
"Damn it, driving a luxury car like you're something special, huh? These blind idiots, brothers, smash it for me and drag the people inside out for a beating."
"Look at that, there's a real beauty inside, must be some rich guy's kept mistress."
"Right, definitely a fox spirit. Let's teach her a lesson."
The gangsters, reeking of alcohol, cursed and swore as they swung their weapons and smashed them towards the car.
Liu Yingying was startled, having not expected such an incident to occur.
What she hadn't noticed was that a beautiful bracelet on her wrist was slightly warm.
It was a gift from Su Jie, said to be blessed by a high monk, guaranteed to be very effective at keeping one safe.
A few of the thugs at the front suddenly felt an uncomfortable sensation in their chests and their steps slowed down.