C74 I Hope Sun Tianloong Can Hold on for a Little Longer

On the starting line, two luxury cars roared to life.

Hsiao Yu stood between them, signal flag in hand.

"Five, four, three, two, one!"

"Go!" With a vigorous wave of the flag, the supercars shot off like bullets.

A massive wave of air kicked up a cloud of dust, coating Hsiao Yu's head in gray. Yet he was unfazed, his gaze locked on Su Lang as he piloted the Ferrari