Boom...
Atop Qifeng Mountain, Ye Luo once again slammed the Ferrari ruthlessly into the rear of the Aston Martin. For a moment, the car swayed uncontrollably, both vehicles sustaining significant damage.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ye Luo violently turned the steering wheel, finding a gap and swiftly overtaking.
"You're insane! This car is my favorite and you're treating it like a bumper car!"
Nie Wenling glared at Ye Luo, somewhat angry.
"Didn't you ask me to overtake? Look, now I've done it, haven't I?"
Ye Luo said with an indifferent face.
"Hmph, if you win the race, I won't fuss over these matters; otherwise, hmph—"
Nie Wenling crossed her arms and huffed with an expression full of disdain.
"Jerk!"
Inside the Aston Martin, Che Taixian's handsome visage was now twisted with rage.
As the recognized king of drivers in Goryeo, he had never been overtaken before. This was an insult to him. Instantly, the Aston Martin accelerated, charging forward.