Chapter 607 (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

When the live reporter Miss Jiazi saw Xia Hai pulling up, she rushed over like a fan, much to the panic of her crew. They hurriedly lugged along their hardware, hoping that Xia Hai would say a few words to the audience.

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Yet, Xia Hai gave her and blank stare and blurted out, “Who are you?” Qian Xiaojia was shocked silly…

In her heart, Qian Xiaojia said, “I was the beautiful reporter who previously interviewed you! How could you forget about me?!”

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw her live chatstream. Many had started calling her stupid for even trying to interview Heavenly King Xia Hai. How could you disrupt the Heavenly God’s train of thought? He was ridiculously famous. Car companies actually begged for him to advertise their products. The races on this mountain may not be official, but companies actually sponsored the racers, by backdoor channels, of course. Even the audience members did not seem like ordinary folk. Just by looking at them, you would think that they would be royalty.

Of course, Zhao Hao and Chen Yilong were not the only “princes” around. Some even bought their way into high-profile races, but none of them had Xia Hai’s skill.

Qian Xiaojia could only tell Xia Hai that she was a fan of his. Xia Hai only shot back with a single “Oh.” Did that actually stand for, “Actually, I am face-blind, I don’t remember the faces of people I meet.”

As Xia Hai and Qian Xiaojia remained locked in the awkward conversation, Chen Yilong finally approached Zhao Youyue, who he had always wanted to meet. Zhao Hao begrudgingly stepped aside and allowed the prince to politely introduce himself to Zhao Youyue.

She was as beautiful as they said, but he was still in shock and awe. Did she actually know how to race?

“I’m here to challenge Xia Hai. Let’s just say that I’m here to avenge my bro,” Zhao Youyue bluntly said. Driving by herself had not been enough. She desired more. She wanted an actual race against a worthy competitor.

Chen Yilong was startled; the fighting spirit that bore down on him was genuine. Even so, he did not believe that Zhao Youyue had what it took to beat his boyfriend. The title “Heavenly King of the Race Tracks” was not just for show. Zhao Youyue had no place here, if not for Zhao Hao.

She may be somebody in terms of music and literature, but she was a nobody on the mountain roads.

“I’m riding shotgun! My sister can do this!” said Zhao Hao. He was not yet fully convinced, but he had to support his sister. If anything, he wished to be in Chen Yilong’s position – having a wicked driver take him for a full-speed run down the mountain. If he could not go that fast himself, he had no problems settling for a passenger seat view.

Chen Yilong let out a dazzling smile. “Yes, you need to calm your nerves before handing victory to my Xia Hai once again.”

“Nope, my sister is definitely the best!” Zhao Hao did not want to back down. His sister created miracles, and he was willing to believe in her once again.

Not long after, both cars were lined up accordingly. The road was too narrow for two cars, so Xia Hai would be leading the race. All Zhao Yaoyue had to do was to keep up. It all depended on the speeds of her drifts. From her test drive, she knew that she could pull it off.

Zhao Hao and Chen Yilong sat in their respective passenger seats. They were both trembling from the excitement, Zhao Hao more so. Today, he had been far too rash. The old him would never entrust his life to anyone else, let alone a female racer. Zhao Youyue had won his trust with her driving of his Lamborghini.