As the pair of SUVs departed, Kate narrowed her eyes and calmly recalled Ling Qingyu's words. Was it a threat?
Would she be begging? Hmph, in her dreams.
Then, before she could snicker, her brows furrowed as she noticed the width of the door frame when Ling Qingyu had opened it. It was nearly twice the length of her palm in thickness. The thick windows and strange tires also came to mind. Now that her memory sifted through these details, cold sweat drenched the back of her neck.
Her classmate, Ling, wasn't a simple character. Owning more than a Chevy SUV meant nothing, since they could be rented out for temporary visitors like Ling Qingyu.
However, driving an armored version was totally different—something ordinary wealth could not afford. Not to mention, very few options existed for renting armored vehicles without appropriate connections and wealth.
What had her classmate become? She had no idea, because news about Ling Qingyu rarely reached her.
