In the audience seats, people's eyes bulged, and they instinctively swallowed their saliva.
"I knew that woman looked familiar. Does anyone remember Teacher Gu from two years ago?"
"It's her! She's back!"
"The guy next to her must be President Lu from the Lu Group. Oh my, this is the closest I've ever been to top-tier elite families."
Whispers of discussion made their way to Seventh Master's ears. Realizing the identities of the people opposite him, he felt a sudden blackness before his eyes and nearly lost his balance.
He felt a sudden surge of relief in his heart, grateful that no accident had happened, because his entire life wouldn't be enough to compensate for it.
Someone subconsciously forgot the harrowing fright they had just experienced.
But Lu Yancheng hadn't forgotten.
"Did you find it?"
Assistant Yan nodded her head, swiped on her phone, and connected to the big screen showing the scores at the race track.
