Charles stood up a little embarrassed and raised his hands to express his innocence. "I just simply talked about it... I'll leave; I'll leave immediately."
"Walk yourself out," said Yang Ming faintly.
Charles was a little depressed. I'm actually afraid of an ordinary young man... However, Yang Ming seemed to know his identity and made him feel restless.
After Charles left, Yang Ming complained helplessly, "This guy is really inexplicable."
"Yeah… but, I wonder how he knows me? It's weird." Zhou Jiajia frowned and asked, "What is his name? Charles?"
"En, Charles. He is a racer, called God Racer," said Yang Ming. "Why? Are you, the computer genius, going to search his identity after going back?"
"I plan on doing that." Zhou Jiajia smiled and said, "This guy is really annoying. He knows my identity. If I don't know his identity, it will be my loss."
