Soon, the news that the racing god Ah Jing was racing against someone spread, attracting a swath of people to come watch the excitement.
Even the young master behind the club took notice.
However, when he heard that Ah Jing was racing against a newcomer, his interest waned considerably.
It wasn't just him; most people also felt it was somewhat uninteresting.
A contest between two heroes, now that would be thrilling!
"Do you think this newcomer could be a pro?"
"Don't know, but I think even if they aren't a pro, they're probably not a complete rookie, right? Otherwise, why would they dare to race Ah Jing on the primitive mountain roads? Are they out of their mind?"
"Hmm, didn't Ah Jing also come out of nowhere and rise to the top? Before he broke the record, who knew him?"
"Hehe, if this is another dark horse, that'll be interesting indeed!"
At the scene, discussions were unending, while Tang Luo and Ah Jing drove the Maserati GT out of the underground garage.
