After Lin Yan left, He Dingkun sighed and peered at He Lefeng. "Xiaofeng, don't tell Sister Yan anything that happens to the team. It will only add to her troubles. She has a lot on her mind as well."
He Dingkun had decided to brush off Lin Yan's suggestion to change the team members.
If he were a young racer with potential, he wouldn't join an unknown team whose future seemed bleak. That would be tantamount to burying his talent and youth.
"Grandfather, should we…" He Lefeng hesitated as he frowned.
At the moment, the old master turned solemn and grave. He had quit smoking years ago, but he suddenly lit up a cigarette.
"Xiaofeng… Racing has always been my dream, but it has now become an obsession. After all these years, I still remember the losses and defeats that we have experienced. I'm not getting any younger, and after holding on to this dream for decades… Perhaps, I was wrong."