After the fake young master left home, he discovered that it wasn't raining at all outside.

Upon hearing Zhu Yan's command, the driver's eyes lit up, and his face betrayed his excitement.

I've long disliked this arrogant, haughty attitude.

Since the young master has spoken, he will not stand on ceremony.

"Wait, Yan Yan, this may feel good, but is this car sturdy? What if you get hurt?" Xu Zhiyuan thought Zhu Yan was just acting impulsively because of her morning grumpiness.

"They will be the ones who suffer."

This car was modified by Zhu Yu's men. Although it looks ordinary, it is extremely sturdy. The young master's convoy in front is more luxurious, but it is more for show than practical use.

So the driver shifted into gear, pulled the handbrake, and stepped on the gas.

The car sped forward.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Are you guys out of your minds? You actually dared to crash into us! Do you even know whose convoy is in front of you?!"

The man clearly hadn't expected Zhu Yanzhen to dare to run him over directly, so he quickly dodged to the side and chased after the car, shouting.

The luxury 8-seater SUV drove straight in, sending the three cars in the middle of the convoy flying and veering off course by more than ten meters.

The "culprit," however, still had a shiny front end and the entire body of the car was completely undamaged.

In contrast, those luxury cars had dents at the front and rear, looking rather pitiful.

I go!

The onlookers silently took out their phones to record this thrilling and satisfying moment.

They had never seen anything like this before.

I originally intended to keep quiet and bear it, since I couldn't afford to offend anyone, but I never expected to run into a brave soul!

So they uploaded them online with captions:

"Tell my mom I'm not a coward!"

"A mysterious SUV battled a luxury convoy, yet emerged unscathed and sped away?"

"..."

It quickly became popular on various video marketing accounts.

"Which bastard dares to ram my carriage?!"

But the young prince, surrounded by his entourage, was furious. He had originally intended to conceal his identity, but now he was completely enraged, wanting nothing more than to catch the bastard who had bumped into him.

"Zheng Bo! Get over here!" the young prince Song Shi shouted.

"Oh dear, my little prince, are you alright?" Zheng Bo was the man who had just gotten out of the car and confronted Lu Ze. He rushed over and said, "Let me see if you're hurt anywhere."

Song Shi Huan Xiong shoved Zheng Bo aside abruptly, "You grab that reckless bastard right now! I want to punish him myself!"

Song Shihuan had been raised in the palace of M country since childhood and had hardly ever traveled far. When he finally arrived in Wushan City of H country, he got carsick.

So they told the driver to stop and let him slow down, regardless of whether stopping in the middle of the road would block traffic behind them.

After all, they've been spoiled and still think this is the United States.

So he unbuckled his seatbelt. Zhu Yan's car had just crashed into him. The impact of the car caused him to lean forward, and his head hit the driver's seat directly, causing a cut and bleeding.

"Okay, okay, I'll send someone to stop them right now. Can you treat your wound first?"

Zheng Bo was terrified and had to use all his persuasion to convince the young prince to apply the medicine.

They hadn't gone far when they were stopped by traffic police.

"Hey, you guys have some nerve. Do you even know who that is before you rammed into them? You're all done for. Get out of the car right now."

The traffic policeman standing at the front knocked on the passenger window and spoke to the person inside.

The sound naturally reached the back seats, but none of the people inside the car showed any intention of getting out.

The bodyguard in the passenger seat had a stern face, his eyes fixed on the traffic policeman, as if that huge fist was about to smash into his face at any moment.

"Hey? You guys are pretty cocky, huh? Do you want me to arrest you?" The traffic policeman was a little scared and felt disrespected, but thinking of the identity of the person behind him, he was full of confidence and pointed at the crowd with his baton, warning them.

"You traffic cop from H country, licking the boots of M country people? Have you lost your mind?" Xu Zhiyuan's voice came from behind the car.

"What do you know? Do you know who that is? The little prince of the M country. If you mess with him, you're basically finished." The traffic policeman's tone was full of disdain for Zhu Yan and his group.

"Tch, what's so special about that little prince from M country? I'm the crown prince of G country." Jiang Ci scoffed at Song Shihuan's identity.

"You? The Crown Prince of G Country? You're dreaming! The Crown Prince travels in something like this? Or should I be a good guy today and send you to a mental hospital?"

Zheng Bo finished treating Song Shihuan's wounds and rushed over. He happened to hear Jiang Ci's words and not only didn't believe them, but also made a few sarcastic remarks.

Compared to the vehicles the two were traveling in, Jiang Ci's explanation was clearly not convincing at all.

Jiang Ci didn't want to waste her breath on someone who was blind.

"Leaving aside the fact that you damaged three of our luxury cars worth tens of millions, you have already committed a serious crime by harming His Highness the young prince. Seize them!"

"Brother Yan, wait a minute, I'm going down and beat them up too." Lu Ze unbuckled his seatbelt and was about to get out of the car. "If I don't beat this so-called little prince up today, I'm not Lu!"

"Sit down." Zhu Yan didn't want this group of people to affect her mood, so she called out to Lu Ze.

Lu Ze: ¯(°_o)/¯

Okay, my surname isn't Lu.

"Not getting out? Fine, smash the car!" Zheng Bo ordered the bodyguard beside him to do so.

"Try smashing it yourself?" Zhu Yan rolled down the car window, leaned back in his seat, raised his eyes, and coldly glanced at Zheng Bo. "Even if that old man Song Yunzhi were standing here, he wouldn't dare to talk to me like that. You're pretty arrogant."

"You... what did you just call His Majesty?!" Zheng Bo stared wide-eyed at Zhu Yan in disbelief.

If I heard correctly, he not only addressed His Majesty by his given name, but also... he called him an old man??

"Calling him an old man is too kind of him." Zhu Yan sneered, looked away, took out a card from his pocket, and threw it at Zheng Bo, slapping it hard across his face.

"Don't say I'm bullying a kid. Consider the money in the card as a free car maintenance service for you."

"Let's go." Zhu Yan had just given the order when he suddenly remembered there was a cannon fodder next to him. He glanced at the traffic policeman's rank and badge number, "Oh right, you're the captain of the traffic police brigade, right?"

Zhu Yan didn't say anything more, just gave him a meaningful smile, and then rolled up the car window.

Zhu Yan's few simple words stunned everyone, and not a single person dared to continue to stop them.

It took Zheng Bo a long time to react.

"What are you all standing there for? Go and stop them!"

The lead traffic policeman was so frightened that his body trembled slightly, and he could barely speak, stammering, "Ah... Oh oh oh."

But before he could give the order, the phone in his pocket rang.

"You bastard! Who the hell did you mess with?! I got dragged into this mess too! You'd better get back here right now, or your life is over!"

The person on the other end of the phone was his bureau chief, who gave him a severe dressing-down.

He held the phone, unable to come to his senses for a long time.

He... seems to be finished.

"Didn't you hear me? Hurry up..." Zheng Bo was interrupted by the traffic police before he could finish speaking.

"Damn you, Your Highness! You're trash! You've ruined my life!"

He thought he had found a powerful patron, but unexpectedly, he offended the imperial family.

They each spat at Zheng Bo, rolled their eyes, and immediately went back to beg for mercy.

Zheng Bo was still not recovered even after the traffic police left.

What's going on?

Did you just get yelled at?

But no sooner had he been scolded than more insults followed him.

"Zheng Bo, are you useless? I told you to grab someone, but you've been dawdling. Where is he?" Song Shihuan hadn't seen him for a long time, so he simply chased after him himself.

"Young Prince... the other party seems to have quite a background, and even dared to speak disrespectfully to His Majesty." Zheng Bo felt that the other party's identity was not quite what they had imagined.

"I don't care who they are, daring to offend me? I'll have my brother, the Crown Prince, teach them a lesson!" Song Shihuan couldn't swallow this insult. Just as he was about to call his brother, the other end of the line called.

"Song Shihuan, are you asking for trouble? It's one thing to cause trouble in the country, but now you dare to go abroad and do evil? Get back here right now!" The other person was very angry, and Song Shihuan was a little intimidated by the scolding.

"Brother Crown Prince, it's one thing for others to bully me, but you also scolded me. I'm injured, and instead of helping me teach those bad guys a lesson, you scolded me." Song Shihuan burst into tears without saying another word, her voice full of grievance.

"Either you come back here yourself, or I'll fly over and grab you right now." Song Qigui was already trying his best to suppress his anger.

"No! You said that once I climbed Mount Wu, you would take me seriously and stop controlling me. I'm going to prove you wrong!" Song Shihuan ignored Song Qigui's hysteria and hung up the phone.

This time, he will definitely prove to his brother that he is no longer a child!