At this moment, on the highway, a black sedan was speeding along.
Inside the car, there sat a young man with injuries, as well as a middle-aged man with a dignified complexion.
Although the middle-aged man was sitting in the car, his body remained very upright; whether by the breath or the momentum he exuded, there was a sense of stability, as though he was as steady as Mount Taishan.
His eyes were like swords, with a sharpness as if unsheathed, seemingly able to burst forth with power enough to annihilate everything.
At this time, the young man sitting beside him spoke in a slightly cold tone,
"Uncle, no matter what, you must help me take revenge this time!"
Lu Zhou nodded, his gaze reflecting a deep chill as he spoke in an icy voice,