บท 199: Burning Sorrows

Long Tian and Lin Yan occupied adjacent seats in the rear, with Ling Han at the wheel.

The car raced forward, underscoring the urgency of their situation.

The nighttime ambiance, fortunately, translated to sparse traffic, facilitating a swift and composed journey.

Bolstered by Ling Han's driving prowess and the heightened perception of a peak golden core cultivator, the risk of mishap remained minimal.

Lin Yan's countenance bore the weight of worry; she had been away from home for over three hours, anxiously pondering her father's well-being.

Long Tian, unable to contain his curiosity any longer, inquired, "Where did that slap mark come from? Were those loan sharks behind it?"

Lin Yan shook her head, "No, it's not. I got caught pickpocketing, and I was slapped. I'm certain it would have escalated if I hadn't managed to escape," she explained.