Anders' slender eyes narrowed, bringing out specks of coldness.
At that moment, the unlocked door was opened by someone from outside.
The man's deep voice was tinged with a sense of enjoyment at the spectacle, "Did we miss some exciting action?"
That familiar voice made Ye Jiuliang turn his head to look. Feng Yi entered with a smiling face.
And behind him, followed a certain gentleman.
Unexpectedly, that person's deep, cold eyes were looking right over.
Their gazes met, and Ye Jiuliang was the first to look away.
Why was it that every time there was a fight, he'd run into him? It was like seeing a ghost.
As sponsors and financial backers of the competition, Yake and the others couldn't possibly be unacquainted with Feng Yi.
Even Anders, who was arrogant because of his driving skills, had to greet Feng Yi politely when he saw him.
"Mr. Feng, what brings you here?"
