"Are you crazy?"
Looking at the 488 that was so smashed up it no longer looked like a car, Lu Jinghou felt a pang of heartache. He hadn't bought it that long ago.
Gu Bai glanced at him, his tone indifferent.
"Are you deaf? Didn't I tell you the brakes failed?"
After this incident, quite a few people came over to watch the spectacle, none more excited than the journalists. Events like this race festival usually don't get much attention unless you're really into supercars. But a rich kid feud resulting in a multimillion-dollar car crash? That's the kind of gossip netizens love.
Not far away, Cai Lolita was livestreaming, capturing the whole scene.
"Lack of education leaves you speechless. Is this the world of the wealthy? A Ferrari 488—something I'd never afford in my lifetime—wrecked just like that?"
"I used to think those spending hundreds of thousands in live streaming were big shots, but today I realized the real bigwigs play bowling with supercars."
