In the blink of an eye, everyone left. Remaining were only Huang Feipeng, Zhao Mingyuan, and Kong Rou, along with Ye Fan and Xu Qianqian. Huang Feipeng approached Ye Fan with a look of shame and said, "Brother, your driving skills are truly miraculous. Your skills don't seem to be learned from professional channels; they seem as if honed on the battlefield, invincible. Whether it's understanding the car's performance or mastering its structure, it's beyond my comparison."
Huang Feipeng was speaking the truth. He was practically a semi-professional driver, yet he'd never seen such godlike driving skills, and naturally, he was completely outmatched. Especially when he couldn't win even with his dirty tricks, he was genuinely awestruck.
Of course, there remained some dissatisfaction and resentment in his heart, yet he didn't show it.
Whether it was to win Xu Qianqian's admiration or to earn Ye Fan's goodwill, he had no choice but to act this way.
