"Not interested? The mighty Huang Shi, how could you possibly be uninterested in racing? Who would believe that if it got out? Don't you agree?" When Zhang Xing heard Huang Shi say this, he burst out laughing. In his view, a big-time car enthusiast like Huang Shi couldn't possibly have no interest in racing. It was just an excuse for Huang Shi, who hadn't been into cars lately, afraid of losing to him. Zhang Xing had seen Huang Shi today with the purpose of striking a blow to Huang Shi's pride, to compete for the face they once had. There was no way Zhang Xing would just let it slide with a simple claim of disinterest.