Zhou Yixun did not expect someone to book the training facility in the middle of the night. He paused before he raised his head and glanced at the empty racetrack. "Can I take a spin inside the training track? Just one round."
Zhou Yixun was up against Andy in a few minutes and Andy was ranked world number three. No matter how calm Zhou Yixun was, he was bound to feel some pressure and it would affect his performance. He wanted to come over and do some warmup to help him with the race later.
Chen Ming shook his head and refused to let him in. "No can do."
Zhou Yixun felt disappointed the moment he heard this. He looked at the people in front of him and could sense that they were no ordinary people, so he thanked Chen Ming before reversing his car.
Shortly after he drove off, he pulled up again. He sat in the car for half a minute, undid his seat belt, and got out of the car.
