Matthew Xi squatted down in front of the shocked Kenneth Bai. He tilted his head to the side, examining the aghast expression plastered across his face and sighed.
"He's good though he's still in shock. Locate our location and send an ambulance as soon as possible. I can't guarantee that he'll just be in shock if you arrive late." Matthew Xi pressed his earpiece and ordered Paul Qian on the other end of the line.
"Bai Kenneth..." After he gave his order, Matthew Xi returned his gaze back to Kenneth Bai and called him with his full name. "You know your motorcycle is not good enough to race on the streets, don't you?" Unlike his concerned front earlier, this time, Matthew Xi's tone was cold as if he was interrogating a criminal.
"Ah..." At a loss of words to speak, Kenneth Bai could only raise his unstable gaze up and meet the pair of russet eyes that were glinting with killing intent.
