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"Wow! This place is amazing! I can't believe you found it..."

"It's actually pretty famous among car enthusiasts. The timing's just wrong right now. If you came at night, you'd see tons of modified cars gathered nearby. There are amateur races almost every day. It gets really lively."

"So... you've raced before?"

"Back then."

Who hadn't been young and reckless? As a top-tier rich heir, he had time and money, a heap of family troubles, and problems with his own health. Young Master Lu had been incredibly irritable at eighteen or nineteen. Racing here? Sorry, that had only been his starting point. Within two months, he'd found it too amateurish. Being invincible was boring, so he'd gone to more professional tracks for excitement.

So with his skill level, teaching the sexy little bunny how to drive was a piece of cake!

Li Zhikong tilted his head, turned sideways, and blinked at Lu Yuan. "So you're that good. Then... before we begin, let's discuss the tuition."

"Tuition?" Young Master Lu didn't get what he meant. "There's no need for tuition..."

He cut himself off halfway through.

Because without so much as a warning, that sexy little bunny climbed over from the passenger seat and straddled his lap face-to-face.

Young Master Lu sucked in a sharp breath, his body going rigid as he pressed tightly against the seatback. His originally fierce three-white eyes were filled with bewilderment and helplessness.

Li Zhikong unhurriedly adjusted the hem of his flipped-up skirt.

"Now do you understand why skirts are so stimulating?" he asked with a smile.

Young Master Lu's Adam's apple bobbed twice, but he said nothing.

"Driving lessons are so expensive. I really can't afford them, so how about paying with my body? But you have to be gentle, okay? I still need to learn how to drive later..."

Unlike that night, when he had been forceful and domineering, the sexy little bunny was gentle today. Even though he was sitting on Lu Yuan again, his posture leaned toward being "passive"—I'm right here, demure and obedient, ready for you to pick. Can you resist the temptation?

Even immortals couldn't resist that, damn it!

The facts proved that Young Master Lu was merely a mortal too.

Skirts really were wonderful.

Cars were wonderful too.

The energy bars and beef jerky hadn't been brought for nothing. They finally came in handy.

What the hell, the sexy little bunny had even brought a spare skirt?

Oh, I brought spare clothes too... Then it was fine.

That was how their wonderful time was wasted away. By the time Li Zhikong truly got his hands on the steering wheel, it was already three thirty in the afternoon. Yes, after finishing the beef jerky and energy bars, they still hadn't felt satisfied, so they went to a nearby farmhouse restaurant for a meal and took a shower while they were at it. Only then did they have the mood to get down to "serious business."

And just as one taught and the other learned in perfect harmony, the sun gradually slanted westward, and the once-deserted track finally began to grow "lively."

"Young Master Feng, this is the supercar your old man gave you, right? The design is way too cool! We have to find someone to race today, especially Lu Rudi. You have no idea how arrogant he's been while you were abroad. If we weren't wary of the fact that his surname is Lu, we'd have wanted to beat the crap out of him long ago!" A second-generation rich kid dressed head to toe in trendy brands gripped the steering wheel and laughed loudly into the car radio.

Young Master Feng, whom he had mentioned, cursed and laughed. "I just got back, and you guys dragged me here right away. So I'm here to be your hired thug? You're wary because Lu Rudi's surname is Lu? Cut the bullshit. He's not even a legitimate young master of the Lu Family. What the fuck are you wary of?"

"That's not how it works. Legitimate or not, he's still not someone we can mess with. The Lu Family is too damn powerful. We just can't stand how a bastard like him struts around every day. His driving skills are only average, yet he relies on having a good car and brags like he's number one in the world. If he could dominate everyone like Lu Yuan did back then, we'd still respect him as a real man. But make me admire him now? Pah, keep dreaming!"

"Comparing him to that man is already flattering him."

Another rich kid joked, "Does that Young Master Lu know he has such a little fanboy? Anyway, in Young Master Feng's eyes, nobody is more badass than Young Master Lu."

"Obviously! He drove the wildest cars and picked up the hottest girls. He's a role model for our generation! What's wrong with being his fanboy? If you had his skills, I'd be your fanboy too!"

"Hahaha, our cars may not be as wild as his, but our girls are no worse! If you don't believe it, bring that Young Master Lu over and compare. The prettiest girl in the whole city is already in our passenger seat, hahaha~"

"Hasn't that bastard Lu Rudi arrived yet—fuck, what's with that Maybach up ahead? What kind of driving is that? Is it slithering around like a snake? It's crawling along so slowly. Anyone who didn't know better would think it was an old ox pulling a broken cart!"

"No, I keep feeling like that hood ornament is mocking me. Don't tell me Lu Rudi switched cars again? Fuck, that rich bastard. If it's really him, I'm going to lose my mind!"

"Isn't it easy to find out? Blast his face with exhaust first!"

The stretch of road Li Zhikong had chosen for practice was exceptionally wide, with a huge buffer area around it... To "experts," his speed naturally looked painfully slow, but for a beginner, he was already doing extremely well. At the very least, he wouldn't inconvenience anyone in normal traffic.

Yet just as he was happily driving along, several flashy sports cars, like rockets tied to firecrackers, began circling him over and over. They roared as they accelerated, then drifted and fishtailed as if showing off. At first, Li Zhikong didn't want to bother with them. Just a bunch of idiotic, edgy assholes. But they only became more obnoxious. One bright yellow sports car insisted on sticking close to him, deliberately forcing him outward and nearly ramming him into a roadside tree.

"Ooh~ ooh ooh~" The idiots were still laughing and cheering.

Li Zhikong was so angry that he shut off the engine.

Lu Yuan shot the outside a cold glance and opened the door. "They've really got some nerve. Get into the passenger seat."

Li Zhikong unfastened his seat belt and deftly climbed over. As Lu Yuan circled around and returned to the driver's seat, he thrust a hand forward and said coolly, "I'm counting on you. Take them out!"