Hmm?
When Ye Xuan heard this, he turned to look at Jiang Ning, his eyebrows arching as he asked, "You're the so-called 'Little Racing King of Jianghai'?"
"Exactly, it's me!"
Jiang Ning held his head high, a confident smile lifting his handsome face, speaking with complete arrogance.
In other respects, I might not be so bold, but when it comes to racing, I have absolute strength and am confident no one can rival me!
"Sorry, but in my eyes, this 'Little Racing King of Jianghai' doesn't even count as dog shit, so racing with you would only devalue me. If your skills are deemed worthy of a king, then I'm the body of the car, the 'Car God of Donglin Mountain!'"
Ye Xuan's lips curled into a mocking sneer as he spoke with absolute pretension.
Suddenly,
Jiang Ning's eyes narrowed sharply, a threatening glint passing through them!
This presumptuous fool, dares to look down on his racing skills?
At the same time,
