Excessive ferocity due to caution

"Has Brother Chen Daozai returned to the racing city?"

"That's right."

Upon hearing this, Nan Jia was immediately delighted and said:

"If Brother Chen is willing to help us, defeating Meng's bandits will be easy, won't it?"

Zhao Yi threw the cigarette butt into the abyss.

The instant it left the highway, it almost transformed into a streak of light and was sucked into the pure black giant hole below!

Upon seeing this, Li Xiuer and Nan Jia quickly stepped back.

This abyss... is so terrifying!

"uncertain."

"Let's wait until he arrives before making a decision."

Zhao Yi didn't have high hopes for Chen Daozai.

Even though the people of the racing city worship him as a god, Zhao Yi prefers to trust his own judgment.

On this road, in this car, even Chen Daozai would find it difficult to break his own record.

The peak and what comes after the peak... are separated by only a fine line, but this fine line can stop almost everyone in the world!

Soon, Chen Daozai drove a bus to the end of the Abyss Road.

He stopped the car, rolled down the window, and smiled at Zhao Yi:

"Mr. Zhao, it's nice to see you again!"

Zhao Yi put his hands in his pockets and laughed:

"You never tell the truth, you've fooled me terribly."

Chen Daozai chuckled and got out of the car.

Zhao Yi took out the three-legged toad and placed it in his palm:

"What's wrong with this toad?"

Chen Daozai chuckled:

"Because three-legged toads are very rare, the racers in the racing city have collected them. Each registered racer has one, and they get one more for every race they win..."

"It represents the glory of race car drivers in the racing city."

Nan Jia glared and said:

"Brother Chen has a jar... doesn't that mean...?"

Chen Daozai smiled wryly:

"That's all in the past."

A true hero doesn't dwell on past glories.

"Even though I was hailed as a racing god, didn't I still flee the racing city like a stray dog?"

Li Xiuer's big eyes sparkled:

"So, what that boy said was true?"

Chen Daozai:

"That's right."

"I was scared, so I left."

Zhao Yi smiled and said:

"What are you afraid of?"

Chen Daozai walked to Zhao Yi's side and pointed to the land below the clouds:

"I'm afraid of that."

He didn't say it explicitly, but all three of them understood.

The higher you stand, the harder you fall.

Chen Daozai is undoubtedly the man standing at the pinnacle in the racing city!

But no one can stay at the top forever!

He dares not fall, he can't afford to fall!

So... he chose to run away.

"Since you left back then, why are you coming back now?"

Zhao Yi handed Chen Daozai another cigarette.

Chen Daozai took the cigarette from Zhao Yi and smiled:

"Because I listened to what Mr. Zhao said."

After a pause, Chen Daozai held the cigarette to his nose, smelled it, and lit it.

"I am a mortal, not a saint. I can win, and I should be able to lose."

"I should be happy to have finally met such a worthy opponent."

Zhao Yi understood:

"Are you trying to play in my place?"

Chen Daozai grinned:

"That's right."

"It's better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early."

"Meng Fei and I have made an agreement: if I win, he will take you to the City of Doomsday to find the path to the Tower of Gods."

"how?"

Zhao Yi was silent for a moment, then asked:

"When does your match start?"

Chen Daozai:

"Tomorrow afternoon."

Zhao Yi:

"Where's the car?"

Chen Daozai turned around, pointed at the bus, and laughed:

"Here it is."

The girl next to her couldn't help but interject:

"This car... can't compare to a race car, can it?"

Chen Daozai narrowly said:

"Of course... but young lady, have you forgotten who I, Chen Daozai, am?"

"Although the title of 'car god' is a joke, I still have no problem modifying a car."

Li Xiuer asked in confusion:

"One night isn't enough, is it?"

"Do you need my help?"

Chen Daozai was slightly surprised:

"This girl knows about racing?"

Li Xiuer chuckled:

"I can't drive it, but I can repair and modify it!"

Chen Daozai:

"That would be great. Tonight, young lady, could you lend me a hand and help me modify the car?"

After chatting for a while, Chen Daozai led Zhao Yi and the others to Yao Shen Fu, the most luxurious restaurant in the racing city.

It has to be said that Chen Daozai holds a very high position in the racing city.

Other customers spend at the restaurant that starts at seven figures in ghost money.

Meanwhile, Chen Daozai and his friends indulged in a lavish meal in a private room, with all expenses paid on their own.

Watching Zhao Yi and the other two devour their food with gusto, Nan Jia swallowed hard as she ate the boiled cabbage in her bowl.

Nan Jia smelled the aroma and ate the boiled cabbage in big mouthfuls, tears welling up in her eyes.

hateful!

What are they eating...? It smells delicious!

I can't see... I can't see...

Nanga silently recited scriptures in her heart to resist her desires.

That awful restaurant!

The only vegetarian dish was boiled cabbage!

at night.

A luxurious private room at the Akina Hotel.

Nan Jia lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Zhao Yi, who was playing video games on the sofa, asked:

"Trying to show off your girl?"

Nan Jia was startled and hurriedly replied:

"No... how could that be?"

"Benefactor Zhao, please do not make unfounded speculations. This humble monk has sworn before Buddha that I will never be tempted by worldly desires!"

Seeing Nan Jia's panicked appearance, Su Qingyao, who was standing at the window not far away, couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.

Zhao Yi thought the little bald boy was cute, so he asked again:

"So, do you think Xiu is pretty?"

Nan Jia blushed and said awkwardly:

"I...I don't know."

"This humble monk has face blindness; I can't tell whether someone is good-looking or not..."

Zhao Yi and Su Qingyao both burst into laughter, filling the room with a joyful atmosphere.

Nan Jia knew she had been tricked and couldn't explain herself, so she could only turn over, clutch the blanket, her mind filled with Li Xiuer's sunny and simple smile.

"Form is emptiness, emptiness is form...form, form..."

He murmured Buddhist chants, pretending not to think about it.

It was well past midnight when Li Xiuer finally returned, covered in dirt and carrying a wrench.

"Miss Xiu, how's it going over there?"

Zhao Yi asked with concern.

Li Xiuer let out a breath, put down her bag, and grinned:

"It's all done!"

"Brother Chen is testing the car. He'll rest tomorrow morning, and the race starts in the afternoon."

Zhao nodded.

"Miss Xiu, go wash up."

He turned on the TV.

All the channels above are broadcasting news like crazy about the triumphant return of racing legend Chen Daozai, who challenges the genius motorcycle boy Meng Fei from outside the region!

In the racing city, countless residents are too excited to sleep tonight!

They couldn't wait to witness this once-in-a-millennium battle!

Zhao Yi stroked his chin, his gaze distant, lost in thought.

The bald boy, who was lying in bed pretending to be asleep, heard the sound of running water from the toilet, and his breathing became rapid...

PS: Second update.

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