Because of Tang Zhenying's arrival, the atmosphere around the dining table became tense and strained. Everyone looked unhappy.
Lin Yan's grandfather shut his eyes. His face seemed to have aged another decade in an instant.
Her second uncle was glum and solemn. "Tang Zhenying is bound to attack us at the next competition. We have to be fully prepared."
He Lefeng smiled bitterly. "Daddy, we don't even stand a chance in the first place. My navigator left two days ago, and we didn't manage to find a replacement. I don't know if we can even compete…"
Lin Yan's oldest uncle suddenly slammed his hand on the table forcefully and bellowed, "Look at the plight that our family is in! We used to dominate the racing arena with our top-notch team. Now, we can't even retain a navigator. Any Tom, Dick and Harry could finish us off! Are you satisfied now that your family has destroyed us?"