C108 Beast

On the eve of Little New Year's Eve, the snowfall intensified.

A brand-new Mercedes-Benz Maybach navigated the slick streets of H City.

"Dad, where's Yang Ming? Why didn't I see him when I left?"

In the back seat, a haggard Ye Weirui questioned a sharply dressed middle-aged man.

The man, with a prominent nose and thick lips, sported a slicked-back hairstyle, exuding a distinguished air