As they settled their motorcycles at the starting point, Zoey turned her head to her left side as she heard the fully-geared Kenneth Bai.
"Oy, are you sure you're using that?" Kenneth Bai pushed his visor up, tilting his head in the direction of Zoey's ride. "I can lend you the same brand as mine so that it's fair and square." He added in a matter-of-fact tone.
Kenneth Bai just didn't want Zoey to blame her defeat because of the difference in their motorcycles. After all, although Kenneth Bai's ride wasn't the one he used during professional car racing, still, it was way better than Zoey's motorcycle... and much more expensive at that.
Zoey just glanced at him, narrowing her eyes upon traveling her gaze to his motorbike. "Don't kill anyone." Meek yet audible, Zoey muttered as she raised her eyes again.
"Tsk. Don't kill yourself." Kenneth Bai scoffed, shaking his head as the corner of his lips grew into a large sly grin.
