CHAPTER 483: CHAPTER 483: WIDELY ANTICIPATED TO BECOME A MIRAGE

Ye Fan broke through one barrier after another, resolving multiple crises, effortlessly pushing the approaching cars to the roadside, either stalling them or crashing them onto the roadside. Thus, he did not suffer much damage; aside from the car’s shell looking worse for wear, everything else was fine, and the mechanical parts were still working well.

"Damn it, this bumpkin seems to be playing dumb to deceive!" Ma Junqing gritted his teeth in anger, banging on the steering wheel and swearing continuously.

Zhao Mingyuan and Kong Rou’s faces turned much uglier, and at this moment, Kong Rou realized that Zhao Mingyuan’s worries weren’t excessive.

"We absolutely can’t let him win, we mustn’t!" Kong Rou shouted fiercely.

"But are we truly his opponents?" Zhao Mingyuan lamented bitterly.

Kong Rou unwillingly fell silent; with the current situation, they truly weren’t opponents, it was almost an undeniable fact.

Huang Feipeng had been observing the situation’s development. By now, he too had lost his temper; further anger was pointless and played no role against the actual circumstances, rather it would only distract him.

"I initially thought it would be no problem for him to lose easily, but now it appears I was too arrogant." Known as the car god, Huang Feipeng’s reputation was renowned within the circle, and now he had no choice but to think this way.

"Xu Qianqian must not find out that Ma Junqing and others purposely stirred up trouble partly on my account, otherwise I won’t be able to hold my head high in front of Xu Qianqian." Huang Feipeng pondered ways to shirk responsibility.

Even if he lost, he didn’t want to leave a despicable image in Xu Qianqian’s mind.

Even if he truly did something despicable.

Moreover, who’s to say who will win or lose? No conclusion has been drawn yet.

"Just wait and see; we’re approaching the bend now. I refuse to believe he can continue to be arrogant in front of me." Huang Feipeng muttered confidently to himself.

Inside the car with Ye Fan and Xu Qianqian, Xu Qianqian indignantly criticized, "These people are just disgusting, using underhanded tactics, they have no courage for competition, only know to exploit and bully with numbers."

"It’s alright; I can handle it. Their behavior is nothing surprising," Ye Fan replied indifferently.

"Brother-in-law, how can you think like that? Whose side are you on? Seeing them so despicable, don’t you get angry?" Xu Qianqian fumed angrily, "Ma Junqing is really vile."

Unconsciously, she had taken Ye Fan’s side, no longer concerned about the consequences for Huang Feipeng losing.

This drastic change was caused by Ma Junqing’s despicable actions.

"Look at me, do I look angry?" Ye Fan replied helplessly, "Whose side am I on? Isn’t that obvious?"

"How can you not be angry? I’m furious, how can you pretend nothing happened?" Xu Qianqian demanded furiously, "They’ve teamed up to bully you, yet you endure it."

"It’s nothing; they’re just a bunch of kids, I don’t care about them," Ye Fan replied boldly.

"Brother-in-law, you’re awesome, I give you a thumbs up and cheer you on, you absolutely can’t lose," Xu Qianqian declared heartily.

Ye Fan glanced at Xu Qianqian with interest then smiled gently; he truly wasn’t angry, since he never truly regarded these people as significant opponents. Racing against him was asking for humiliation.

If he pretended to be angry, Xu Qianqian might not have been so incensed. If he criticized Ma Junqing and others’ despicable behavior, Xu Qianqian wouldn’t have been so passionately outraged, so Xu Qianqian’s drastic attitude change was inseparably related to him.

Although Xu Qianqian hadn’t figured out the key yet, the person obviously destined to win the race is Huang Feipeng.

Therefore, the actions of Ma Junqing and others were aiding Huang Feipeng, all to ensure Huang Feipeng’s victory didn’t lack merit.

Ultimately, all this was orchestrated by Huang Feipeng.

However, Xu Qianqian no longer cared about Huang Feipeng’s win or lose; she kept urging Ye Fan to win, from this alone it was apparent Xu Qianqian was considerably dissatisfied with Ma Junqing and others’ actions, shifting from firm belief in Huang Feipeng winning to now believing her brother-in-law’s victory was what truly made her happy.

Everyone keeping watch on the race’s developments at the moment was already restless.

Seeing the thrilling scenes relayed from the tablet, their hearts instantly became heavy.

Initially, when Xiaofei crashed Ye Fan’s car, they laughed continuously, expecting Ye Fan to be left stranded.

Later, Ma Junqing ordered his men to pick fights repeatedly, yet Ye Fan remained unfazed, leaving them utterly speechless.

They no longer believed Ye Fan to be easily bullied; instead, he was a fierce dragon crossing the river, unprovoked by anyone.

The unwavering belief in the car god’s victory vanished abruptly, leaving only concern.

"The car god can’t lose, absolutely mustn’t lose."

"If defeated by an unfamiliar outsider, where can we put our face?"

"Heavens, please help, Jade Emperor show your power, let him crash on the roadside."

"There’s still a chance, there definitely is."

"We’re approaching the bend; this is the car god’s forte, surely he can force him to retreat."

Everyone discussed and prayed silently.

They couldn’t afford to lose; if they truly lost, their faces wouldn’t look good, let alone Huang Feipeng’s.

They initially intended to mock Ye Fan, yet now their plans seemed to be failing.

The saying of throwing rocks only to hit oneself accurately described their malicious intentions.

Zheng Junxian glanced sideways at Chen Xiangsheng, a hint of unease flashed.

"Young Master Chen, we’re about to win; he’s about to turn things around, Huang Feipeng might be humiliated this time." Chen Xiangsheng’s friend spoke excitedly, as winning meant not needing to pay the stakes and profiting greatly.

"What do you mean we won? We’re not on his side," Chen Xiangsheng replied complicatedly.

Even if Ye Fan won the race, it meant winning the bet for them.

But Ye Fan can’t win; he would rather lose terribly than see Ye Fan win.

"Young Master Chen, why? If we lose, we’re finished; do you know how much we’d have to pay in stakes?" someone asked perplexed.

"We’re on Huang Feipeng’s side, this event was specifically arranged to back Huang Feipeng; it’s Huang Feipeng’s birthday, everyone’s paying respect. Numerous wealthy young masters and misses, and officials’ children attended, such an important occasion can’t allow an outsider to win. Otherwise, where would our face go in the future? Even if I lose excessively, I don’t want Huang Feipeng to lose; we’re in the same circle as Huang Feipeng, understand?"

Chen Xiangsheng explained thoughtfully.