All-Knowing took a sip of wine and said to Zheng Xin, "Before now, he was indeed the racing god of Qiuming Mountain. No wonder, the guy drove a Bugatti Veyron, the only one in our circle."
He paused, then continued, "But a few days ago, he pissed off a girl, and her boyfriend showed up. This kid only drove a Wuling Sunshine and raced them on Qiuming Mountain. So guess what happened?"
Zheng Xin laughed, "You're not gonna say the Wuling Sunshine won, right?"
All-Knowing slapped his thigh, "As unbelievable as it sounds, the Wuling Sunshine really won. This guy is the reckless type, dashed down the hillside, and amazingly didn't even crash! In the end, he managed to win!"
Zheng Xin frowned, "Damn, this kid is really something! So how did Ou Xiaobin handle it? He's not just going to swallow this, right?"
All-Knowing laughed, "He looked into it, of course, he had someone investigate this kid. But, there's still no news yet!"
"Interesting!"
