The mountain road was almost deserted early in the morning, with lush bamboo growing on either side.
Zhou Li was running at high speed.
A vintage motorcycle followed him, ridden by a round-faced young girl whose delicate and cute appearance made her seem as if she had stepped out of an animation. A black cylindrical bag was strapped to her back, from which a fluffy head with light purple ears and bright, big eyes popped out—clearly a little fairy cat.
The round-faced girl glanced down at the speedometer and shouted at him, "Run faster, there's no one ahead! Use your top speed!"
Tuanzi, from her spot on Huai Xu's back, also yelled,
"Zhou Ni, run faster!
"Zhou Ni, you can do it!"
Their voices were mostly drowned out by the wind and the motorcycle's engine.
Zhou Li looked down and sped up.
