Ning Fan slightly squinted his eyes, sizing up Wang Haitao with a smile and said, "My fellow student, what do you mean by this? I don't quite understand."
"Who the hell is your classmate? Stop trying to buddy up to me. I'm here to race cars, not play house with you. Do you understand this man's sport? If you dare, stay; if not, get the hell out. Dream on if you think you're taking Xu Xiaoqing with you!"
Wang Haitao said without a hint of politeness.
Xu Xiaoqing also tugged at Ning Fan's sleeve, whispering, "Ning Fan, I promised my classmates I'd stay and race with them. Why don't you join too?"
Ning Fan smiled slightly and said, "I'd better not. If I were to participate, I'd leave them in the dust so much that they wouldn't even see my shadow—how embarrassing would that be for them?"
Ning Fan said this earnestly.
