Although they were told to arrive within fifteen minutes, it took less than fifteen minutes. In fact, it was less than ten.
The massive motorcade of luxury cars, which had attracted countless stares as it weaved through Jinling City, had already arrived at the intersection of Jinling Boulevard. Ignoring the red light, the supercars charged straight through like a pack of wild beasts. Faced with such a display, the drivers on the other side of the intersection, who had the green light, all instinctively slammed on their brakes to get out of the way.
VROOOM! VROOOM! VROOOM!
They ran red lights, drove in non-motorized vehicle lanes, went against traffic, and made U-turns over solid lines—it was chaos as they all charged toward the section of road leading to the Confucius Temple.
Back at the scene on Jinling Boulevard, a young man with the Mercedes driver swept his bangs aside and said in astonishment, "Holy shit! What the hell is going on? This entrance is fucking badass!"
