At the break of dawn, on the Minshan highway leading to H City, a pickup truck with a black hood roared down the empty road at a speed of 390KM per second.

On a massive curve, the pickup's front clung tightly to the guardrail, its tires screeching against the road as it drifted through the curve, returning to normal driving afterward.

Inside the pickup, Ye Qiu was driving with one hand, yawning, eyes drowsy, clearly not fully awake yet.

"Sigh..."

But then, remembering the scene he just witnessed involving Wang Xinrui's body, Ye Qiu, still ****, felt a bit helpless.

Although he had kissed Lin Xirou before, it was nothing more than a fleeting touch, not having progressed to that extent, but as a young man full of vigor, Ye Qiu harbored some fantasies about girls.

Even though he used to devote all his energy to training and competitions, relaxing now, the earlier scene still left him blushing when he recalled it.

"Surely Wang Xinrui would misunderstand, right?"

Reflecting on how he had carelessly woken Wang Xinrui and the look in her eyes, Ye Qiu realized she must have misunderstood.

"What a headache. How should I explain it to her?"

Ye Qiu shook his head, contemplating how to explain to Wang Xinrui that he didn't do it intentionally and prevent her from thinking he's a pervert.

"Huh?"

As Ye Qiu was pondering how to explain things to Wang Xinrui while driving the pickup, he suddenly noticed through the rearview mirror a pink Maserati V12 speeding towards him.

The pink Maserati, a perfect body shining brilliantly in the dim light, was pursuing Ye Qiu at a speed of 310KM per second, stirring up dust around.

"Who is this?"

The Maserati quickly caught up with Ye Qiu, trailing behind the pickup as he saw through the rearview mirror, with the faint light revealing that the driver was a woman.

And the woman was quite beautiful.

However, Ye Qiu confirmed he didn't know her, momentarily puzzled.

Seeing her speeding like that, he gave way for her to overtake him.

Ye Qiu thought the owner of the Maserati might be a street racer from around H City.

Street racers often raced late at night on some highways around H City, so Ye Qiu didn't pay much mind.

Moving the pickup to the side to make way for the Maserati behind him, Ye Qiu was baffled when the Maserati didn't pass but instead drove alongside his pickup, cruising at the same pace.

"What does this mean?"

Frowning, Ye Qiu was about to ignore them and speed off when the window on the Maserati's passenger side rolled down, signaling for Ye Qiu, who was trying to shake them off, to stop.

After the Maserati's window descended, an elegant and attractive hand extended out, clenching a fist toward Ye Qiu's pickup.

"Is this a challenge to a race?"

Ye Qiu understood this was a gesture from street racers inviting him to a race and found it amusing.

He was sure he didn't know the Maserati's owner, and despite its real performance being impressive, from the outside, his vehicle didn't look like a racing contender.

"Could she have seen my drifting skills earlier?"

Considering that the woman might have witnessed his drifting skills earlier.

After figuring things out, Ye Qiu looked at the pale fist outside the Maserati's window, thought for a moment, then lowered the window and shook his head with a clenched fist.

The gesture meant he refused.

Ye Qiu didn't know her and didn't want to compete because street racing might attract police attention, which would bring unnecessary trouble.

When he's driving at high speed, he would slow down at checkpoints; however, once engaged in a race with someone, he couldn't decelerate.

As a racing driver, when the competition begins, everything aside from achieving victory is irrelevant.

"Refused?"

Upon Ye Qiu's refusal, inside the Maserati, Ye Xuan slightly furrowed her brows, a hint of confusion crossing her fair face, puzzled as to why Ye Qiu would refuse?

Could it be that despite his powerful car skills, seeing my advanced sports car makes him fearful to race?

"It must be like this, he must be afraid to accept the race seeing my car is better!"

Though Ye Xuan somewhat understood Ye Qiu's actions since her sports car's performance far exceeded his pickup's.

Refusing her challenge at this moment was normal for Ye Qiu.

Yet, Ye Xuan was deeply disappointed in Ye Qiu.

Even though Ye Xuan wasn't a professional racing driver, she was an ardent fan of professional racing, possessing formidable racing skills with an SS-level driver's license.

As a passionate fan of professional racing, which itself is about blood-pounding competition, Ye Xuan naturally was enthusiastic.

A professional racing driver inherently must possess the courage to forge ahead, unafraid of any opponent, with a determination to win.

Even if one's car isn't as good as the opponent's and the opponent is stronger, one should still not shy away from battle; how can one fail to even face the challenge?

At this moment, Ye Xuan marked Ye Qiu as a coward in her heart.

"Really boring."

Ye Xuan cast a glance at the rapidly departing pickup, a flash of disappointment in her eyes.

In her mind, a racing driver with excellent car skills should possess the qualities of a professional racer, fearing no opponent.

But Ye Qiu evidently let her down!

Watching the accelerating pickup, Ye Xuan shook her head and then pressed the accelerator.

Vroom.

The Maserati's engine roared, instantly catching up with the pickup ahead, overtaking it, yet it didn't leave but instead precisely positioned itself in front of the pickup.

"Since you lack the courage, let me teach you how to embrace the qualities of a racing driver."

Glancing at the pickup through the rearview mirror, Ye Xuan coldly smiled, and upon seeing the upcoming curve, she prepared to execute the newly learned technique of continuous drifting through the curve.

Continuous drifting through a curve involves maintaining speed while using tire friction to drift through the curve continuously.

Only drivers who have reached an A-level can manage continuous curving at 0.3 meters per second.

S-level drivers at 0.6 meters per second.

SS at 0.9 meters per second.

SSS at 1.2 meters per second.

Of course, the above data are the hard criteria each level must meet, otherwise, it doesn't align with the current level.

There are some highly skilled and gifted racers, like Situ Xin, Ye Yu, and Ye Lei, who raced with Ye Qiu a few days ago, who can perform at speeds multiple times beyond their rank.

As for Ye Qiu, he is even more terrifying, capable of achieving a maximum continuous drift speed of 12 meters per second.

This means that in a single turn, he can use continuous drifting to navigate the entire curve while maintaining speed.

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