"You're not even an amateur. How dare you dream of beating Speed?"
A ZH1 racer watched Lin Yan with a frown. Loathing was clearly seen on his face. Was she using claptrap to please the crowd?
What ridiculous nonsense!
"Are you fit to compete with us?" A Speed racer scanned Lin Yan with contempt.
Lin Yan chuckled slightly as she stared at Song Yaonan. "Are you all scared? In that case… ZH1 and Speed will come to a draw. Let's just go home and no one will have to suffer any losses. What do you think?"
To put it plainly, Lin Yan was trying to avoid racing with them.
"Lass, you're really adorable." Song Yaonan's lips curled as he looked at Lin Yan. "Fine, I will allow you to waste our time. It will be the honor of a lifetime to be able to compete with Speed. Tonight, you will definitely be mine. I shall fulfill your wish… but you have to try to please me tonight so that my efforts won't go to waste."
