Shen Li's eyes narrowed, and a cold glint flashed across her eyes. With a turn of her footsteps, she arrived at the corridor where Doyle and the others were.
A tall figure instantly appeared in front of her, blocking her path.
"Who's there?!"
Shen Li raised her eyes and lifted her baseball cap slightly. Her voice was cold.
"It's me."
The person who had blocked her was a substitute racer from LY. After Ron's accident, a few LY four racers who had been at the scene rushed over together.
The reason they were here was to guard against the media.
When he saw that it was Shen Li, he was stunned.
"Sister Li! Why are you here?"
When he heard the commotion, Doyle, who was in the middle of a heated argument, suddenly stopped talking and looked over.
When he saw that it was Shen Li, he frowned and a look of disgust flashed across his face.
