C311 Threeeyed Alliance

Chen Zhixuan could tell Zhang Heng was holding something back.

"What's the matter? If you've got something to say, just spit it out," Chen Zhixuan prompted.

"Uncle Xuan, my fat uncle mentioned that you're an incredible racer. Could you take me for a spin once you're finished with your business?" Zhang Heng asked, his face alight with hope.

"Sure thing. Bring your own car