Chu Mucheng gave a stark laugh.
"Once you go, you'll naturally find out!"
*
Qipan Mountain racetrack.
The area was filled with fluttering colorful flags, accompanied by the roar of engines and the cheers from men and women, heralding the start of another deadly speed race.
After Chu Mucheng brought An Xiaoyu here, he rolled down his window, where a man with linen-colored hair and diamond studs lining his left ear came over, bent over, resting one hand on the car window holding a cigarette in it.
"Mucheng, you've arrived just in time this round! True buddy!"
Suddenly, the man noticed An Xiaoyu sitting in the passenger seat and his eyes widened.
"Oh, you've also brought a girl? What, is she here to cheer you on?"
While he spoke, he lit Chu Mucheng's cigarette.
Chu Mucheng took a deep drag, then turned and blew the smoke ring toward An Xiaoyu.
"Cough cough..."
An Xiaoyu started coughing from the smoke.
