The sounds of cicadas chirping rippled through the steamy woods as the sun blazed down on us. It felt like someone had set fire to the air as this Indian summer caused sweat to course down the backs of everyone in town. The market, however, was still bustling in spite of the scorching heat. I led He Yi, Murong Mingyue and Beiming Xue inside.

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The Lamborghini’s car horn made a sharp sound as we drove toward the market. As I stared at the crest on the front of the car and the stalls in front of me, I couldn’t help but say, “Driving something like this to the market. Just stepping on the gas probably costs as much as what these stall owners make in one day. Ah, this world is truly unjust…”

He Yi giggled and stared out the window. “You know, sometimes I envy these stall owners. They harvest their own crops and sell it here and they go home once they’re done. What simple and peaceful lives they must live…”

A thought crossed my mind and made me laugh. “Well, you can give it a shot. But in two days, you’ll be as tanned as a little girl from Africa. I bet you didn’t think of that, huh…”

He Yi smiled and smacked her fist into my shoulder. “You’re a little girl from Africa!”

I slowly brought the car to a halt. As a limited, four-seater Lamborghini, this car was really eye-catching. It attracted countless gazes the...