Hearing Lin Feng's boast, Song Cai's face twisted with anger. He quickly scrambled into his Maserati, swearing menacingly, "I don't believe it! You think you can fly in that shabby Passat? Tang Rou, just you wait. I'll make sure that brat loses all face before me, Song Cai!"
The roar of the Maserati engine quickly filled the air and, without hesitation, it sped off, leaving them in its dust.
As the Maserati passed by, Lin Feng clearly saw Song Cai in the silver sports car, arrogantly flipping him the bird.
"Damn it!" Lin Feng's anger surged. There's no way in hell I'm putting up with this bastard! I'm going to teach Song Cai a lesson he won't forget.
