"Tang Yan, what are you going to do?" Jin Mo asked with some trepidation.
She could clearly feel the intense desire to win emanating from Tang Yan, as men despise provocation the most, especially when the woman they like is present.
No matter who challenged Tang Yan at this moment, he would accept without hesitation, determined to establish dominance and utterly defeat his opponent.
"You'll find out in a moment," Tang Yan replied with a smile full of deep meaning, his eyes filled with pride and disdain as if everyone should bow down at his feet.
Everyone knew that Song Yi and Tang Yan were going to race, so they all came out to watch. Even the other people in the bar followed, curious to see who would emerge as the final victor.
After all, Song Yi was thirty years old; he should be more composed. However, deep down, he still had a passion for racing, and for a racer, provocation is fatal. Once behind the wheel, you must win.
