"After experiencing life and death, you naturally become indifferent to many things."
Chen Xiangbei casually replied to Lu Xiaoman's words.
"Experiencing life and death? You're boasting a bit too much, kid."
Lu Xiaoman didn't understand the meaning of Chen Xiangbei's words, believing he was emphasizing the dangers on the track.
"Alright, then let me put it another way: I got the results I wanted, showcased my full potential, and have no regrets, which naturally brings calmness."
To be honest, Chen Xiangbei's goal has never been winning the championship in his rookie season.
To be precise, his dream of stepping into Formula racing was simply to enter the F1 Paddock.
At most, to add being the champion on his home circuit in the East Sea!
This has been achieved, and competing for the world championship seems more like an unexpected joy.
"Don't you want to win the world championship?"
Lu Xiaoman playfully retorted, as Chen Xiangbei's words had a touch of a lofty sage.
"I do."
