Tian Ma, a seasoned traveler, sat in the passenger seat, frowning as he said, "She can't go to the hospital; she's not eligible for medical insurance."

"Why?"

"She is a black witch."

After saying this, the traveler saw Qiu Shui staring blankly at him.

"What's wrong?"

Qiu Shui rubbed her hands, realizing that the same problem couldn't be solved with the same method. She asked in a gentler tone:

"I'm wondering, how come there are so many black witches around us?"

Tian Ma Xingke casually replied, "Black witches make up three-thousandths of the Chinese population. There are only three black witches out of a thousand people. That's not many, is it?"

"But I've encountered a lot of them lately."

How could that be?

Tian Ma Xingke looked puzzled.

“My sister-in-law is an exception; I rarely see black witches.”

Upon hearing this, an uneasy thought arose in Qiu Shui's mind—

If it's not that there are many black witches, then it's that all the black witches have appeared around her, all gathered around Luo Yi...

Thinking about this, she felt a chill run down her spine and her driving speed suddenly increased to 100 miles per hour.

"Are you crazy?!"

"I can clearly feel the flying car shaking," Tianma asked curiously.

Qiu Shui ignored it until she drove the flying car back to the towering building in the center of Garden City, and only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.

She relaxed, but Tian Ma Xingke was tense all over, feeling a strong sense of oppression from the building in front of him, which was second only to the city center.

The flying car hovered in the air, and particles extended from the air all the way to the outside of the car, forming a transparent bridge from here to the building.

Qiu Shui got off the car with a worried expression and walked on the bridge, while Tian Ma Xingke hesitated for a while before mustering up the courage to stand on it.