Oliver Hughes stared wide-eyed at the motorcycle headlights, and the speed of the bike did not slow as it approached him; if anything, it accelerated, leaving Oliver's brain no time to react.
As the motorcycle was about to collide with Oliver Hughes, Sienna Warren suddenly pulled him aside and blocked in front of him.
Screech!
The motorcycle stopped just a few centimeters away from Sienna Warren's body.
On the motorcycle, the man in the black leather biker suit coldly observed, then removed his helmet to reveal Tim Season's face.
"Young Master Oliver, you're playing quite wildly."
Tim Season placed the helmet on the motorcycle's handle and leaned against it, staring at Oliver Hughes.
The surrounding area was already encircled by the motorcycle convoy brought by Tim Season. The headlights illuminated their faces, each appearing paler and more twisted than the last.
Recovering from the shock, Oliver Hughes asked Tim Season, "Brother Season, what are you doing?"
