Huo Yao simply turned around nonchalantly and glanced at Zhou Yixun on hearing this. "As long as you can afford it."
Although she was wearing a helmet and her face could not be seen, Zhou Yixun could sense her mocking him.
He cleared his throat. Huo Yao was driving a car worth a hundred million earlier on, so he found it unfathomable why she would care about the money. However, he did not continue with the subject and simply handed her a mike for communication later.
"Oh yes. Are you okay with this car? Do you need some other car?" The matter of the car finally dawned on Zhou Yixun, so he asked hurriedly.
Since this was a private race, everyone had to use a car they were familiar with in order to increase their odds of winning.
Huo Yao simply waved her hand.
Zhou Yixun did not continue with the subject.
