The award ceremony had just ended, and while most people were planning to leave, word of the duel between Wu Shi and Chen Lin had already spread. The locals, for the most part, decided to stay and watch, and even out-of-towners with time on their hands lingered at the racetrack.
Wu Shi, Ye Zhaohui, and the others arrived at the pit area, where Chen Lin had the two karts for the race ready.
A mechanic took one look and exclaimed indignantly, "What's the meaning of this? These have gearboxes?!"
"Damn it, Chen Lin, you're a real bastard!" Ye Zhaohui cursed, seeing the gear stick next to the kart.
"This is just for fairness' sake. I'm way too familiar with the karts in my class. It's better if we drive something neither of us knows well. That way, we're starting on a level playing field," Chen Lin said with a grin.
"How shameless!" Now, even Ye Ningning didn't think Wu Shi could win.
