Youth, beauty, wealth, leisure, and a freaking car that could hit four to five hundred miles an hour—their play was beyond ordinary imagination.

"Actually, although the club is a bit messy, it's still okay relatively speaking; everyone here comes from wealthy families and is here for socializing, so no one really brings out drugs or anything like that.

Compared to car racing, the most common activities are meeting up to play some sports, take a ride, mingle, and if there's a chance to make money, they'll do it together. After working together for a while, even superficial friends become friends.

Even if there's a quarrel, it ends amicably, and the worse that could happen is just splitting up and playing separately in the future, like today where situations force someone into an awkward position are rare."

Chen Yubo sat in the driver's seat, struggling to get the speed up to fifty miles per hour, focusing intently on controlling the speed.

For some reason, he always felt that tonight, Kun Peng was particularly fierce; just a light tap on the accelerator and the speed would easily shoot over a hundred, and then he'd frantically have to hit the brakes, making Ji Jue in the passenger seat start to feel dizzy.

"Man, that Mu guy, ever since he arrived, he's turned the entire club toxic; the whole vibe changed, and now many friends don't even want to come out anymore. Even when they do meet, it's gotten a lot more awkward."

He sighed despondently, "If this goes on, I'll only have the yacht club left to hang out in. I can't pilot airships; it's tough, you know.

Hey, Ji, why aren't you saying anything? Do you feel unwell?"

No, I'm quite alright, just perhaps a bit of psychological damage inflicted on the poor soul within me.

At a loss for words, Ji Jue now just wanted to spew a mouthful of old blood in his face.

Right now, all he wanted to find out was how much of this three million was his hard-earned fee and how much was compensation for his emotional distress... Surely none of this money came without strings, right!

Soon, the car stopped by the roadside.

Between the dark mountains ahead, lamp lights twinkled, illuminating the winding road.

Not far away, supercars that typically appeared only in auto shows gathered, and some people had even set up a stage. Amid the flashing lights, intense electronic music was already playing.

Not only was there a DJ on site, but various staff members were weaving through the crowd, distributing champagne on trays...

If this hadn't been in the middle of nowhere, Ji Jue might have thought he'd arrived at some upscale hotel or gala.

Once people have money, they really know how to enjoy themselves.

As for playing like these second-generation rich kids, Ji Jue could forget about it in his lifetime—he'd rather save money to buy a power core for his workshop than burn cash like them!

Even though the atmosphere was lively, Ji Jue always felt a sense of alienation and distance. Everyone had the same ears and eyes, yet the sounds they listened for and the worlds they wanted to see were drastically different.

"It's so lively."

He opened the car door, murmuring softly.

At that moment, as one of the evening's protagonists, Chen Yubo's arrival undoubtedly drew most people's eyes. Among the crowd, a young man in a shirt already stained with alcohol, revealing two muscular pecs, sneered with a smirk, hugging his companion beside him:

"Wow, I thought you weren't going to make it, Big Brother Chen."

Unlike the mockery from the rival, friends in the club who had a close relationship came over to greet him early, now patting his shoulder encouragingly:

"Don't lose face, Chen."

"Stay sharp."

"Good luck, keep it up!"

Amid his companions' cheers and encouragement, Chen Yubo became more excited.

He yanked off his necktie, unrestrained by the discontent and anger brewing within him, and strode forward aggressively. Bristling, he pointed at his opponent's nose and roared:

"Mu, I swear—"

Ji Jue's expression twitched for a moment, and he instinctively paused, pulling his boss to his chest; he was only there to help with online issues, not to engage in a real-life brawl.

Even though the follower behind him quickly pulled out a shotgun, able to take down everyone present.

What's the point?

A group of princes and princesses, each from a rich or noble family, where any minor scrape or bump could lead to trouble, getting punched might make them cry for five, six, seven, eight days. Their mom and dad would be worried sick, and Ji Jue didn't know how much trouble that could cause.

Fortunately, before things got physical, people on both sides had already separated them.

After all, everyone had placed heavy bets.

If one of them ended up in the hospital, would the race still happen tonight?

Mu Jiang's expression darkened, a flash of anger surged but he quickly restrained himself, "Chen Yubo, don't be ungrateful, others might fear your family, but I damn sure don't!"

"Grateful? Do I need that from you?"

Amidst the scuffle, Chen Yubo had completely unleashed his fury, "You're just a loser from Tide City who couldn't cut it, a piece of trash that got kicked out, what gives you the right to strut around in Cliff City? You want to race? Let me tell you, it's easy to find ways to lose money when you've got too much, but winning? No chance in hell!"

"Alright, alright!"

"Well said!"

"Take him down!!!"

Among the crowd, countless people got excited, waving their hands and shouting, making Ji Jue's eyelids twitch violently: Damn, where does this bunch of troublemakers come from?

Watching the excitement, aren't they just asking for bigger problems?

However, after so many years of friendship, there were a few loyal friends who whispered to him at the side, "Chen, be careful, that guy is kind of sinister."

"I checked the other day, Old Li lost under mysterious circumstances."

"That guy might have some sneaky tricks, watch out."

"Rest assured."

Chen Yubo glanced unconsciously over at Ji Jue not far away, then his confidence surged, "I'm all prepared, whatever so-called 'Champion of Tide City,' they're all trash!"

"Today, I'll make him lose everything and crawl back to Tide City!"

His impassioned declaration stirred another wave of cheers and applause, while Ji Jue, wiping his sweat, suddenly felt a subtle spiritual fluctuation flash through the crowd.

He sharply turned to look, only to see Mu Jiang's seductive female companion in the distance.

The woman noticed his gaze, looked at him, and was also momentarily stunned.

In their brief moment of hazy eye contact, they both suddenly had a sense of realization.

Damn, ran into a fellow professional!

You're here for the outsourcing job, aren't you?

However, unlike Ji Jue's smiling nod, the woman in the red dress had only darkness in her dark eyes, almost like a warning, maliciously fierce.

Get lost, don't interfere!

Ji Jue's smile remained unchanging, still warm and carefree.

Wow, did I just get threatened?

Under the flickering lights, he slightly turned his head, a gentle smile covered by an indelible shadow.

Well, this is...

Ungrateful.

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