Nan Yi gulped hard, "When you drive, what's your usual speed?"
Xia Weibao reflexively retorted, "What's speed?"
Nan Yi, "..."
He didn't want to say anything. Boss, you've raced to the point of smashing through walls, yet you don't know what speed is?
Are you kidding me?
This truly misunderstood Her Majesty the Empress. As someone from ancient times, how could she fully grasp modern knowledge?
She just needed to know what was necessary for her, like how to drive a car.
As for what speed is, she didn't need to know to drive, so she simply ignored it.
Finally, under Nan Yi's "slow-paced" driving, Her Majesty the Empress couldn't stand it any longer; she decided to drive!
Nan Yi also wanted to see how exactly she drove, so they swapped seats.
While buckling his seatbelt, he turned his head to watch Xia Weibao drive.
Only to find, this woman wasn't driving at all; she was courting death!
