Yang Yi nodded. "Okay."
Zhou Yixun drove back to the professional track when he was done dropping off Huo Yao. After parking the car, he walked over and nodded to Min Yu and Yang Yi. "Hi, Young Master Min, Yi."
Zhou Yixun did not dare to look at Min Yu and kept his head slightly lowered. He was clearly a little anxious.
Yang Yi glanced at Zhou Yixun and said, "Did you find out anything about the woman's background?"
Zhou Yixun shook his head. "Nope. I don't think she wants people to know about herself. Also, I reckon she only joined the race for the sake of money."
Yang Yi felt the same way. A group of foreigners came over from nearby. He narrowed his eyes and waved his hand. "Okay. You may leave."
Zhou Yixun nodded. He also saw those foreigners walking over with an aggressive aura. He trembled involuntarily before he hurriedly left.
After Zhou Yixun had left, Yang Yi gave a few orders using the mic under his collar.
