Xu Yuan was exhausted. He yawned as he listened to the call.
What was Bai Yuanze trying to say?
The guy kept hemming and hawing instead of hanging up, and now Xu Yuan couldn't get any sleep.
Yes.
What had happened in the Ninefold Nether was incredibly important.
But hadn't it come to a temporary end?
I need to rest!
"Listen, kid. If you hide away and farm, you might live a few more days. That's better than dying right now," the voice on the other end said.
"Enough about that. What else do you want? If there's nothing, I'm hanging up."
Xu Yuan yawned.
The voice continued, "The racing finals looked like they were about to reach a result. I checked the Livestream, but it turned out they still had a long way to go."
"So the Livestream cut out," Xu Yuan said.
"Right. I figure it'll take a while yet," the voice said.
"But one of the racers has so many sponsors behind him. Could they manipulate the race?" Xu Yuan asked.
"It's possible. Those sponsors care about money, not people. They're desperate to 'make a killing,'" the voice said. "What about you? What are you going to do next?" Xu Yuan asked.
The voice said:
"I've lost all respect for the old champion. The way he handles things and the level he's racing at are honestly disheartening."
"But... if that challenger wins, I'll race him myself."
"Racing is too dangerous, and he drives too aggressively. I'd advise against it," Xu Yuan said.
"I know. But it's something I have to do," the voice replied.
"He's got capitalists backing him," Xu Yuan said with a laugh.
Xu Chengan had the Old Gods behind him. Who could take him on?
"The people on my side genuinely love racing. We're