Jorge Saxton's fingertips were icy cold, "Howard, you can play however you want! Don't touch Ariel, and don't touch Lydia! I'll put my life on the line to play with you!"
Howard suddenly burst into laughter.
His laughter carried an inexplicable eeriness, causing Jorge's grip on the steering wheel to tighten, his eyes sharp.
Howard laughed for quite a while before stopping, his voice brimming with arrogance and amusement: "Jorge, the name of this game is speed. Let's make a bet. I'll let you find Lydia within the time I set. If you can't find her, Jorge, don't blame me; it's your own incompetence!"
"City C is so big, where do you want me to find her?!" Jorge replied coldly.
