Yang Fei parked the Ferrari in a parking spot in the greenery in front of Phantom Moon Castle.
He got out of the car and chivalrously opened the car door for Stina, bending over and extending his hand to her.
"Beautiful Miss, please step out of the car."
Stina pursed her lips into a smile, placed her slender hand, wearing white gauze gloves, onto Yang Fei's hand, and gracefully got out of the car.
Stina glanced at Yang Fei and was momentarily stunned.
At this moment, Yang Fei was reserved and elegant, with an air of nobility that was not to be infringed upon. His demeanor was charming, and he exuded a strong presence.
How could this be the same old laid-back Jack? This guy looked more like a prince than the actual prince.
Yang Fei saw Stina's eyes shining, chuckled, and shrugged his shoulders.
"I told you long ago, don't be infatuated with me, I'm a legend."
It would have been better if he didn't speak; the moment he spoke, his true nature was revealed.
