Ten minutes later, Ye Xuan put down the hood and dusted off his hands; his task was completed.
He returned the tools to the trunk, then walked over to the driver's seat and switched places with Bai Wenrou, settling into the cockpit.
"Hehe, why are you staring at me? Just wait and watch the show!"
Seeing Bai Wenrou's gaze fixed on him, Ye Xuan gave a faint smile, exuding a mysterious confidence that rendered her speechless.
How much confidence did this guy have in himself to think that this old Jeep could actually outpace a Lamborghini?
Bai Wenrou shook her head, massaging her brow as she said to Ye Xuan, "Listen, if you lose later, I'll apologize to them for you. After all, you did save my life just now; consider it my way of repaying the favor."
She held almost no hope for Ye Xuan's victory.
The gap between the two cars was simply too large, the performance too different—it was impossible to bridge!
"Just keep your eyes peeled."
