"Hmph! Running your mouth is all you're good for. Don't come crying when you lose, looking for a shoulder to lean on!"
The race was about to start, but Feng Dong still found time to taunt Yun Zijin.
Yun Zijin ignored him, giving Sheng Yang a reassuring glance before deftly sliding into the driver's seat of the Sielle.
The two cars, one white and one black, slowly stopped behind the starting line. The Fengxing Club's referee was in position. He swiftly swung the black and white flag downward as a whistle blew.
Yun Zijin slammed on the gas the instant the race began. The Sielle's acceleration was on full display; with just the initial launch, Yun Zijin had already pulled half a car's length ahead of Feng Dong.
Resentment practically spilled from Feng Dong's eyes. He floored the gas pedal, vowing to beat Yun Zijin.
After the start, Yun Zijin maintained a constant distance from the Lamborghini Gallardo behind her.
