Qiuming Mountain track.
The moment the Mitsubishi car stopped.
The entire summit of Qiuming Mountain erupted in an ear-piercing cheer.
"Bi-ge! Bi-ge! Bi-ge!"
The echoing shouts plunged the entire summit of Qiuming Mountain into a cacophony.
Ye Xuan, Fujihara Takumi, and the nervous Suzuki Wako walked over together, standing at the back of the crowded group, carefully watching the "Bi-ge" surrounded at the center, soaking in the cheers.
"Eh? Why is it this car?"
Seeing the Mitsubishi car surrounded by the crowd, Ye Xuan was suddenly startled, and a sly look passed through his deep eyes.
Immediately, Ye Xuan understood. What was going on! The jerk he left behind by over a hundred meters on the curve was actually the revered Bi-ge of these people...
Bi-ge? Big deal!
Apparently, this Bi-ge's big deal isn't all that big!
At least, not as high as Ye Xuan imagined.
