A furious roar was drowned out by a piercing screech of brakes as the car—at the very last moment—stopped.
It had stopped. The driver had managed to slam on the brakes at the very last second.
The car came to a halt with its bumper already brushing against Su Li's pant leg.
As the tires screeched, Su Li squeezed her eyes shut, threw her arms over her head, and let out a sharp cry.
After the screech of brakes and the shriek, a dead silence fell. Even the air itself seemed to grow still.
Seeing Su Li still standing there, completely unharmed, Tang Yuanxiao's knees buckled from a short distance away, and he nearly collapsed.
Wu Sheng, who had charged forward like a panther with inhuman speed, was now just a few steps away from Su Li.
He didn't stop. He lunged forward, seized Su Li by the arms as she cowered with her head in her hands, and roared in fury.
"Su Li, do you have a death wish?! Why didn't you move?!"
