C225 I Lin Dong Don't like You

"You think you can beat me? Haha! Everyone heard it—Lin Dong actually wants to race me!"

Wang Tiancheng couldn't contain his excitement as he announced to the surrounding crowd.

"Swish!"

All eyes turned to Lin Dong in unison.

Despite the intense scrutiny, Lin Dong remained unfazed, casually slipping his hands into his pockets and maintaining a cool demeanor.

Lee Zhan, along with other team members, had just assisted Liang Yu back to the group. A gash was evident on Liang Yu's forehead, which he was pressing with a tissue to staunch the bleeding.

Upon his arrival, Liang Yu caught wind of Lin Dong's agreement to race Wang Tiancheng.

He stepped forward, urgency in his voice, "Big Brother, don't do it. Wang Tiancheng is cunning. You shouldn't race him."

Lee Zhan chimed in with fervor, "Exactly, Big Brother. You've never raced before, and you're not familiar with this road. If you race Wang Tiancheng now and he pulls something like he did with Liang Yu earlier, it could be dangerous!"

"What are you two babbling about?!"

Wang Tiancheng, overhearing their conversation, stood with his hands on his hips.

He scoffed, chin lifted in defiance, "Underhanded? Liang Yu simply couldn't keep up. Can't you accept defeat gracefully?"

Lee Zhan and Liang Yu bristled, ready to counter his claim, but Lin Dong raised his hand, signaling them to hold their retorts.

He fixed his gaze on Wang Tiancheng and declared, "I agreed to race, and I will. But first, let's make it interesting with a wager."

Wang Tiancheng paused, taken aback, but quickly regained his composure and said with a sneer, "Alright, name it."

As he spoke, he looked at Lin Dong with a brash confidence.

Lin Dong gestured towards Liang Yu and stated, "If you lose, I want you to kneel before Liang Yu and apologize with a kowtow."

What?!

Wang Tiancheng's eyes bulged in disbelief. He had expected a monetary bet, which wouldn't have fazed him. But kneeling? That was a blow to his pride!

Seeing his reaction, Lin Dong offered a wry smile and taunted, "What's the matter? Are you afraid?"

His voice was soft, yet laced with mockery.

This was unacceptable!

Wang Tiancheng clenched his jaw and glared at Lin Dong with a menacing look. "Fine, I accept! But if you lose, you're going to kneel and kowtow to me!"

"Alright."

Lin Dong responded with a single word, his demeanor unflappable.

Having been rewarded with the Super Car God skill by the system, he had mastered the intricacies of driving a sports car.

The treacherous twists and turns of the road ahead posed no challenge to Lin Dong.

However, Liang Yu and Lee Zhan were worried upon hearing his acceptance.

They were unaware of Lin Dong's capabilities.

Lin Dong had just remotely directed Liang Yu to overtake Wang Tiancheng on a bend, but controlling a car remotely was a far cry from actually driving one.

The track ahead had five or six sharp turns; a slight misstep could send a car careening off the track, resulting in destruction and possible death, or at the very least, severe injury.

Despite Lin Dong's driving prowess, the unfamiliar and complex road was perilous.

Lee Zhan pleaded, "Big brother, you shouldn't agree to this. It's too risky up ahead!"

Liang Yu chimed in, "Yeah, big brother, don't race him. I can take the loss. We can always win it back another time..."

"Haha! Do you think you can just decide not to race? If you're backing out, that's fine. Just have Lin Dong come over here, kneel, and kowtow three times, calling me 'Dad', and I'll let today's race slide," Wang Tiancheng taunted.

Hearing this, Liang Yu, Lee Zhan, and the rest of the team members fixed him with furious stares.

Liang Yu was about to retort.

Lin Dong placed a reassuring hand on Liang Yu's shoulder and smiled, "Don't worry, you and Li Zhen just wait for me here."

Then, Lin Dong raised his head to address the smug Wang Tiancheng, "I, Lin Dong, am fed up with you. I challenge you now! The loser will kneel, kowtow, and call the winner 'Dad'!"