Seeing Su Chen beaten, one word: exhilarating.
Two words, very exhilarating.
Three words, especially exhilarating!
Yang Lan drove her car, following behind Su Chen, continuously cheering him on.
"Keep it up, only nineteen kilometers to go."
"Only eighteen kilometers left, the Long March was ten thousand li, you know!"
"..."
Miss Yang felt that all the bad luck and anger of the past few days vanished at this moment.
Honestly, Su Chen really had the urge to snatch the car.
But that seemed a bit too ungentlemanly.
So, he listened to Yang Lan prattle on for ten kilometers.
"Kid, you've got good stamina, you've walked ten kilometers already without even breaking a sweat or getting out of breath..." Yang Lan continued to tease Su Chen.
For Su Chen, walking ten kilometers was nothing; even running ten kilometers would be no issue.
But walking back twenty-something kilometers alone on a road without even a ghost in sight was just too boring.