Dumbfounded!
Completely dumbfounded.
Seeing this scene, the group of rich second-generation were completely stunned. It felt so unreal to them that the person they were racing against was none other than the master of the racing god Zheng Xianfeng!
Although they always called Xiao Zheng "uncle," in reality, Xiao Zheng was just in his twenties, very young. That someone like him could be the master of a racing god was simply unbelievable.
"All of you, get up," Xiao Zheng said with a faint smile. Zheng Xianfeng immediately obeyed and stood up respectfully. Xiao Zheng saw this and couldn't help but shake his head slightly.
The thing about Zheng Xianfeng was, he was good in many ways, but he was somewhat traditional, taking the order of seniority very seriously. Since he acknowledged Xiao Zheng as his master, he had been excessively reverent.
