Motorcycle Riders

Like the frightened fish that narrowly escaped the net, Wang Qian and Li Kun escaped Binhai University. They were almost scared to death by the doorwomen of the girl's dormitory. Out of breath, they leaned against the wall of the building.

"Wang Qian, who was the passing deity that saved us?" Li Kun asked, hands resting on his knees.

"I know as much as you do." Wang Qian shook his head. "Luckily, we're still alive. We can't tell Master about this incident."

"I know." Li Kun nodded. If Master Zhang Zian knew how humiliating they looked right now, he'd hate them.

Wang Qian counted the cards in his hands. "I still have over 300 cards. How many do you have?"

"Over 200," Li Kun answered. "If we go to other places, we'll be able to finish."

Wang Qian's stomach sang. "I'm hungry after all that running. Are you hungry?" Wang Qian said, rubbing his stomach.