Miyabe Gawa watched Qin Ruoyun's imposing presence roll in, recalled the rumors outside, furrowed his brows, and waved his companions to retreat.
"Lin Feng, I've seen your livestreams; it's nothing but opportunistic tricks. You beat Thirteen Young Master, but let's meet on the curves and see who really is Cloud Mountain's expert driver tonight," Miyabe Gawa said coldly as he threw Lin Feng a fierce glance.
"Whoever becomes the champion tonight, Ally will spend a wonderful night with him," Thirteen Young Master also said deliberately to disgust Lin Feng.
Ally, usually so aloof, did not dare to retort a single word.
As the group walked away, Qin Hao approached Qin Ruoyun and Lin Feng like a child who had done something wrong, whispering, "Actually, I'm not really close with Thirteen Young Master; we've just raced a few times. I didn't expect him to pull something like this."
