Zhang Chao sneered with disdain and slowly pulled a pair of racing gloves from his pocket, giving them a light flick.
"Liu Yufei, do you think you have a say here? In my presence, you don't even have the chance to compete."
After mocking Liu Yufei, Zhang Chao's scornful gaze swept over everyone's faces.
"So, how is it going to be today, are you guys going to take turns, or come at me all at once?"
Faced with such provocation, Jiang Tao was at a loss for words.
It was entirely his fault today; he had forgotten such an important matter.
Now, they had all had drinks, and only Ye Fei was able to compete.
Seeing them stay silent, Zhang Chao continued to taunt.
"I think you might as well come at me together. Don't say I'm bullying you. As long as one of you can stay less than half a lap behind me, we'll consider it your win, how about that?"
Such words were undoubtedly a huge humiliation for Jiang Tao and the others.
