Accept Or Decline?

Lin Yan shot daggers from her eyes as she watched Martin leave. How she wished she could chop him to pieces! How dare he play her!

"Xiaoyan, what's wrong?"

He Dingkun came ambling slowly towards her.

Lin Yan shook her head. "I'm fine, Grandfather."

Before the old master could reply, they heard deafening sounds coming from behind them.

Several red cars whizzed onto the track.

God Z and his team members' expressions faltered when they saw the cars.

One of the cars pulled an extreme drift and splashed a copious amount of mud on Lin Yan.

Lin Yan coughed and watched the red car with a frown.

In no time, the cars pulled over and several young men got out.

"The WW team?"

The old master, He Xiong, and the others were all stunned to see this group of men.

"F*ck. Sister Yan, it's the WW team!" He Lefeng informed Lin Yan, sounding amazed.

"WW?" Lin Yan sounded unsure.