Who traveled through time and was forced to inherit the position of young master?

On a busy street, a powerful car whizzed through the sound barrier and rushed out, its engine roaring.

The people on the street hadn't seen clearly what it was, they only felt a gust of wind with a very strong pulling force rushing past, followed by the ear-piercing sound of tires rubbing against each other.

The frightened crowd turned around and saw well-behaved vehicles moving slowly forward. There was no car suddenly rushing past, as if what had just happened was just an illusion.

"What just ran past? Did I see it wrong?"

"There shouldn't be such a psychopath for racing in broad daylight."

Inside the car, Fang Shaoli was slumped in his seat, holding the torn enchantment scroll, his fists clenched.

Everyone couldn't stand it anymore and shouted, "Slow down!"

He tilted his head to avoid the deafening roar, stabilized the speed of the car, and said awkwardly.

"It's because you don't know the rules of Blue Star."

Du Ruo swallowed his saliva, his voice trembling: "Then do you know the traffic rules? Do you have a driver's license? We won't be arrested, right?"

"Don't worry, I've got my driver's license." Lu Yuan held the steering wheel with a confident look.

"We have navigation. Just follow it. You won't go wrong."

Only then did they feel relieved and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"Phew—remember to look at the speed limit signs."

Zhong An reminded weakly, and for the first time he felt that he didn't really want to sit in the passenger seat.

"No problem." Lu Yuan felt regretful and a little unhappy that he couldn't drive fast.

Seeing that Lu Yuan wanted to drive fast, Fang Zhixin said helplessly: "Hey, we are inside the barrier now, it's not unsafe, go ahead and drive fast if you want."

Du Ruo closed his eyes and pretended not to see: "Go ahead, just don't kill us."

The others silently grasped the roof rails and seat belts, ready to go.

After all, it doesn't matter who you go crazy with, right?

Lu Yuan's eyes lit up and he smiled. He stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and the feeling of being pushed on his back came again.

"Then I'm not welcome!"

Fang Zhixin was like a petrified being. For the first time outside the battlefield, he felt the horror of life and death.

After leaving the temporary barrier, Lu Yuan suppressed his excitement and set off steadily.

But my teammates are exhaling more and inhaling less.

It took a while to calm down.

Fang Shaoli, who was sitting in the back, looked at the busy city outside through the glass, his eyes full of curiosity.

Is this where Zhixin lived?

Bai Yuefeng stroked his chin and frowned in thought.

"It seems like I missed some information. The car was going too fast. What was I just about to ask?"

Zhong An held the seat belt with one hand and answered Bai Yuefeng's question.

"You want to ask what's going on at Fu Sheng Nightclub, right? I want to ask that too."

"Zhi Xin, is that their base over there?"

Fang Zhixin shook his head, then nodded.

"Yes, Fusheng is their meeting place, so we will just stake out there and see if we can find out anything."

"Nightclub." Fang Shaoli pondered these three words: "That doesn't seem to be a good place, can we go in?"

Fang Zhixin nodded: "Yes, on the surface it is just an ordinary nightclub."

"We're here." Du Ruo pushed open the car door, and the fiery red sunset reflected on her cheeks.

It was already evening, but it was also the beginning of the night.

As the lights came on, the street lamps sensed the coming of darkness and gradually opened themselves up to illuminate the long road.

Lights are lit up in the tall buildings, and thousands of houses are brightly lit. People are coming and going on the streets, some are tired, some are happy, some are worried about work, and some are worried about their studies.

There are couples taking photos, elderly people supporting each other, children holding candied haws, and students riding bicycles passing by.

Embark on your own path and head towards your own future.

"pretty good."

Fang Shaoli leaned against the car and spoke softly, with a warm light in his eyes, making him look a lot warmer.

Fang Zhixin retracted his gaze from the distance and said, "That's great. Let's go change our clothes first and go in later. Try not to talk. I'll do it so that we don't expose our origins in an instant."

"Don't we need to disguise ourselves?" Du Ruo pulled up her hair. It would be too conspicuous if she went in directly.

Fang Zhixin raised the corners of his lips and patted Du Ruo on the shoulder: "Don't worry, there's no need to pretend. On the contrary, the more high-profile you are, the easier it is to confuse people."

"Let's go change our clothes and create the feeling of a rich kid who is ignorant of the ways of the world and has nothing to do so he comes here to play."

Lu Yuan was puzzled: "What does that feel like?"

Feeling, Fang Zhixin pondered for a moment, a figure flashed through his mind, and his eyes lit up.

"Someone like Zhang Kai is OK."

A few of them went straight to a nearby clothing store, picked out a few items that they liked, and put them on.

Du Ruo waved his hand and covered all the expenses for everyone.

Fang Zhixin was puzzled: "You still have money? Didn't they freeze your funds?"

"Huh? Who told you that my funds were frozen?"

Fang Zhixin blinked: "That's what it's all about in novels. Falling out with family, freezing funds, threatening, etc."

"Ah? Is it such a big deal?"

Du Ruo waved the gold card and said, "They don't bother to care about me. They just treat me as an idler. That's why they don't have the energy to do these things."

"For them, freezing my funds and then dealing with my affairs is a waste of time. Instead of wasting that time, they should do something practical."

Du Ruo is now able to face these things calmly. In the past, she might have felt embarrassed to say them out loud, but now facing these things honestly does not seem as difficult as she imagined.

"Let's go, it's time to go in." Zhong An took the opportunity to touch Du Ruo's head.

Yeah, just as soft as I imagined.

A few people strode into the nightclub with an air of arrogance.

As soon as you enter the door, you will be controlled by the rhythmic music for five seconds, and the colorful lights are reflected in the enclosed space.

The distinctive hair colors and different temperaments of these people quickly attracted a lot of attention.

The people in the dark lowered their eyes, with a look of condescending disdain on their lips.

"Oh, a bunch of grandstanding, ignorant fools."

They found a comfortable place to sit down, and a good-looking waiter came over and introduced something.

"What do you need?"

"The most expensive one. I heard from my friends that this place is quite fun, but I don't think it's that great."

Fang Zhixin crossed his legs, supported his chin with one hand, and acted the arrogant and domineering role vividly.

The waiter doesn't care what people say. Ordering the most expensive wine means he can get a lot of commission.

He smiled and replied: "We have just opened, and the really exciting show has not started yet, so please look forward to it."

"Do you need anything else?"

Fang Zhixin waved his hand: "Just put the wine here, don't worry about the rest, we like to have fun by ourselves."

The waiter nodded and left.

A gentle man walked in. Fang Zhixin turned his head inconspicuously and observed the person secretly.

The teacher from Linshui No. 4 Middle School, what is he doing here?