Uncle Hat then left.

Liao Nanxing, his face bruised and battered, with one eye swollen like a panda's, snorted coldly at them and walked away.

Gu Yao continued fiddling with his car.

"Otherwise, let's take a taxi back. We can have the repair shop tow the car tomorrow," Zhou Chunhua said.

"It's okay, I'll try again. Maybe something is loose."

Gu Yao insisted on continuing, and she couldn't say anything more, so she could only stand aside and use her phone's flashlight to provide additional light.

Then, a short while later, Liao Nanxing's car passed by them.

Instead of slowing down, they drove past them like complete strangers.

Zhou Chunhua couldn't help but curse, "What the hell!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a loud bang rang out.

Zhou Chunhua almost burst out laughing.

She nudged Gu Yao: "Look, look!"

Gu Yao turned his head and looked over, only letting out a soft "heh".

Not far away, Liao Nanxing's car collided with a car traveling straight as it exited the hotel.

The other driver was extremely irritable. As soon as he got out of the car, he grabbed Liao Nanxing by the collar and started spitting at him at close range.

Liao Nanxing leaned against the car body and pushed the other person, trying to keep his distance.

"It's not like I can't afford to pay for the damage. I'll report it to the insurance company and they'll pay whatever they're obligated to! Let go of me!"

"Damn it, so what if you have money!" The other driver punched Liao Nanxing in the eye.

So the eye that had just escaped the disaster also ended up with a panda eye.