How would they dare to refuse him. They could only look at each other in dismay, nodding as they said, "Okay then…"
Just then, someone in the distance shouted, "The cars are coming up!"
It seemed like the race was going to be over soon.
Yin Shaojie and Mu Xiaoxiao turned to look. Very quickly, from the dark mountain road, a beam of light flashed past. Like an arrow leaving the bow, it flew over the crowd.
The other group cheered and crowded around. "We won! Second Young Master is still the bomb!"
The Lamborghini shot past the finish line but didn't slow down. Instead, it drifted nearby creating a harsh skidding sound.
Mu Xiaoxiao frowned uncomfortably, clasping her ear as she said annoyingly, "It's so noisy! What's wrong with this guy?"
But those people thought differently. They cheered excitedly and chanted for the Second Young Master.