"You beat… God Jiu?!" Yu Xiangyang swallowed his saliva.
Su Huiqing took out a pack of chewing gum. Upon hearing Yu Xiangyang's words, she turned around and narrowed her eyes. "Is there a problem?"
'Is there a problem? Of course, there's a problem!'
'You beat Su Jiu, a car racer who had raced at the International Association before for goodness' sake!'
Racers from the International Association were talented people, and it was no easy feat that Su Jiu could enter the association solely through his abilities.
After all, people associated with the International Association were considered as the best of the best in their field.
What about Su Huiqing? She was so bad at studying and was a good-for-nothing. In other words, she was just a dumb person who could not even understand financial reports.
Yet, she beat God Jiu… so easily?!
