"Yen Zhengfei, he's the one I hired to watch the boat; it's only natural he doesn't know how to pilot a speedboat. If you have a problem, take it up with me—don't make things difficult for my friend!" Wui Qian had seen through Yen Zhengfei's intentions. It seemed he wanted to embarrass Chu Nan, possibly to get back at him for smashing his car before.
"What a joke, didn't you see the LCD screen outside before you came in? How many times have you beaten me over the years? I really don't understand how a loser like you has the nerve to challenge me!" Yen Zhengfei snorted coldly, loudly mocking him.
Wui Qian was hit where it hurt by his words, but everything Yen Zhengfei had said was true. He couldn't find a good reason to argue, so all he could do was clench his fists and glare angrily.
"It's just a warm-up race, isn't it? Tell me! How do you want to compete? How should we decide the winner? I never do something that doesn't benefit me," Chu Nan said indifferently.
