Gu Siyang looked shocked.
"Really? Who?"
Yang Tao's lips moved, but in the end, he merely gave a faint smile.
"Someone from a long time ago, but he doesn't participate in this anymore. It's fine if I don't mention it."
Gu Siyang felt a little regretful.
"Ah, so it's like this."
He had grown up in Hong Kong City since young and had only settled in the Capital with Gu Tingfeng and his wife in the past two years, so his understanding of the racing circle here was far inferior to Yang Tao's.
As a resident of the Capital and having been in the racing circle for many years, Yang Tao was not only familiar with professional racing drivers, but many underground racing drivers were also close to him.
Hearing what he said, Gu Siyang did not ask further. He only crossed his arms and touched his chin.
"Then according to what you said, wouldn't that person be able to compete with my sister?"
Yang Tao nodded. "Yes."
