"Brother."
Wen Xu cried like a child laden with guilt.
He hugged Wen Suihan tightly, his entire body trembling non-stop.
Wen Suihan sized up his brother from head to toe and quickly asked, "Where's Jiang Yi?"
Wen Xu was somewhat dazed by the question; he didn't know who the Jiang Yi his brother mentioned was.
But, he soon remembered, that the woman was still trapped in the car.
He immediately turned around, pointed at the smoking red race car, and said, "Brother, hurry and save her, she's about to die."
The word "die" struck Wen Suihan's heart like a heavy hammer.
Wen Suihan pushed Wen Xu away and ran toward the smoking race car with long strides.
When he saw Jiang Yi with her face covered in blood, his heart felt like it was being tightly clenched.
"Jiang Yi? Jiang Yi!"
Wen Suihan called out her name loudly, but she gave no response at all.