Flame Torch Star Bead
Editor: Atlas Studios
Two days later.
"Sir, the blade can't fit in the trunk. Why don't we leave it in the backseat?" Jiang Xiao asked as he popped his head out from behind the cab and glanced at the driver who had popped his head out of the window of the driver's seat.
The middle-aged driver chuckled and said, "Sure, you shall be my only passenger today. No more carpooling."
Jiang Xiao scratched his head and exclaimed after thinking for a while, "You're really kind!"
The driver said, "Of course."
Sure, he can't tell the sarcasm in my remark…