Bo Jingyan sighed, comforting Xia Qingtian, "This is just a minor injury for me. The most important thing right now is to escape from that last car following us, otherwise we're both in danger."
Upon seeing Bo Jingyan injured, anxiety filled Xia Qingtian's heart, causing her hands to violently tremble.
She bit down hard on her lip, the sharp pain and faint metallic taste focused her senses, as she desperately attempted to hold on to her calmness, refraining from panicking.
Her hands gripped the steering wheel tightly as the car suddenly jostled violently, throwing her control over its movement slightly off.
Xia Qingtian immediately realized that their car tyre had just been shot.
She desperately held onto the steering wheel to prevent the car from running out of control.
Seeing a fork in the road ahead blocked by a construction sign, she quickly devised a plan and cautioned Bo Jingyan, "Fasten your seatbelt."