Next, Lin Fan drove back onto the highway and continued on his journey.

Fortunately, nothing unexpected happened along the way after the previous delay, but it was around eight o’clock that evening by the time they finally entered Southern Yunnan, and the sky was completely dark by then.

Lin Fan drove to a highway exit, preparing to pay the toll and leave the highway.

The toll collector at the window was a young woman with a professional smile on her face. Lin Fan handed her the card, she followed the procedure to tell him the fee, and after Lin Fan paid, she let him through.

Everything seemed normal, nothing amiss.

However, as Lin Fan’s car drove out, the young toll collector picked up her phone and made a call: "They’ve arrived, just left the highway exit..."

After leaving the highway and driving for a while, a mountain city appeared before the two of them. Although it didn’t have the bustling prosperity of a big city, it was brightly lit and had a unique peaceful tranquility.

From the map, Lin Fan learned that this city, named Feng County, is a tourist city with a very developed tourism economy.

Indeed, from the approach to Southern Yunnan, the road was mostly mountains, with great scenery, making it a good tourist spot.

But Lin Fan wasn’t there for tourism, so the beautiful scenery didn’t really interest him.

"How much further to the Yun Sect?" Lin Fan asked Yun Qingyao.

Yun Qingyao replied, "Keep heading west, it’s still a three-hour drive, but your car can’t reach the destination directly. The mountain roads are impassable, so we’ll have to abandon the car and walk for another hour."

Lin Fan sighed, saying, "It’s already late, and we’ve been on the road all day. Looks like we’ll need to stay in this city for the night and head out tomorrow."

Yun Qingyao responded, "It’s your decision. If you’re in a hurry to die, you can go now. I guarantee you probably won’t see tomorrow’s sun."

Lin Fan laughed, "Are you really hoping I die? How heartless."

Yun Qingyao replied coldly, "You’ve brought this on yourself. I told you not to come, but you insisted. Now this is my territory, and you, as an outsider, think you can contend with us? As the saying goes, a strong dragon cannot suppress a snake in its territory. You understand this, right?"

Lin Fan said, "I understand. I’m not here to suppress local power; I’m here to reason, unless the locals don’t want to reason."

Lin Fan prepared to drive into the city, unfamiliar with the surroundings, he could only follow the navigation, which led him onto a road with fewer and fewer cars.

Suddenly, the roar of an engine sounded from the roadside, and a motorcycle shot out, chasing Lin Fan’s Rolls-Royce. The driver was a young man with dyed yellow hair, a decent driver, closely tailing Lin Fan’s car.

Lin Fan glanced in the rearview mirror and asked, "Is that your person?"

Yun Qingyao said, "I don’t know. The security here is poor, maybe someone saw your luxury car and wants to rob you."

Lin Fan could tell Yun Qingyao wasn’t being honest. It seemed like the Yun Sect’s people had arrived, planning to snatch Yun Qingyao from him.

These people seemed well-prepared, just waiting for him to show up, and immediately launched a rescue operation.

Shaking off the person behind would be simple, but clearly their actions were not that simple, and Lin Fan wasn’t sure of their plan yet.

Soon, another engine roared from the roadside, another motorcycle emerged, also driven by someone with dyed yellow hair, following behind Lin Fan.

Under the streetlight ahead, a group of youngsters gathered, laughing and seemingly playing around.

But as they noticed Lin Fan’s car approaching, the group sprang into action, pulling out a barricade of spike strips and quickly laying it across the road, before laughing and fleeing down a side path.

The spike strips would puncture the tires if driven over.

Lin Fan instinctively slowed down to avoid crashing into it, facing two choices: get out to remove the spikes or turn around and find another route.

Lin Fan quickly decided to turn around.

However, at that moment, one of the two trailing motorcycles sped up, coming alongside the Rolls-Royce on the left, driven by the first yellow-haired young man.

He caught up to Lin Fan and provocatively flipped him off.

If Lin Fan were to turn around now, he would surely crash into the yellow-haired man, who remained cautious, watching Lin Fan’s movements closely. Should Lin Fan attempt to turn the wheel, the young man would immediately dodge, yet he stayed on the left, clearly intending to block Lin Fan from turning around.

With the spike strip looming ahead, going further would result in a flat tire, and the yellow-haired man’s motorcycle blocking on the left, Lin Fan appeared to have no choice but to stop the car.

Lin Fan instantly grasped their intentions. Once the car stopped, the following yellow-haired man would catch up and puncture his tires. Their intent was clear: to disable Lin Fan’s car.

The other side, familiar with the area, had prepared the trap well in advance, and with such coordinated efforts, Lin Fan found himself at a disadvantage, almost certainly unable to protect his tires. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

Almost certainly.

Yet not entirely without exception, as Lin Fan happened to be that exception!

Instead of stopping, Lin Fan suddenly accelerated, gaining some distance from the trailing yellow-haired man, before immediately braking.

Screech!

A piercing screech sounded, and with just a moment to spare, narrowly avoiding the spike strip, Lin Fan’s Rolls-Royce came to a sudden stop, only a foot away from the spikes!

The next second, Lin Fan switched to reverse, the Rolls-Royce slicing backward in a diagonal line.

The trailing yellow-haired man realized the situation, accelerating to catch up, drawing out a sharp knife, trying to puncture the Rolls-Royce’s rear tire.

But at that moment, Lin Fan’s car was already reversing.

Bang!

The yellow-haired man, realizing the danger too late, couldn’t stop in time and crashed into the Rolls-Royce, letting out a scream as he flew off the road.

Lin Fan’s car didn’t stop, retreating to the roadside on the left, then swiftly shifting to drive mode. With a sharp turn, the Rolls-Royce successfully turned around, leaving the two yellow-haired men behind.

The yellow-haired man previously on the left was stunned, caught off guard, and his motorcycle shot forward, crashing into the spike strip with a bang, instantly bursting the tire.

Thankfully, the yellow-haired man reacted quickly, braked just in time, avoiding a fall, but his motorcycle was wrecked. Their plan to trap Lin Fan was ruined, and he was left to suffer his own trap.

Turning to his companion, he lay on the roadside, wailing miserably. His collision with the Rolls-Royce had skewed the bike’s front, and he’d been thrown off, landing heavily on the ground.

If Lin Fan hadn’t spared him, things could’ve been worse. Lin Fan’s driving angle was precise, giving him just a lesson, making both his vehicle and him incapacitated for a chase.

The yellow-haired man with the punctured tire couldn’t pursue Lin Fan either, so he ran to check on his companion. To his surprise, his fellow clutched his leg, sweating profusely, his lower leg evidently fractured.

With a cold sweat, the yellow-haired man wondered what kind of person they had encountered. This driving skill was phenomenal!

He quickly pulled out his phone and made a call: "Boss, we failed..."