183: What An International Joke!

What An International Joke!

"I'm curious about the identity of this mysterious expert who has beaten all my team members." Air Commander stood on the spot as he scanned the faces of the ZH1 members and Pei Yutang.1

"It's me."

Lin Yan waved her hands to make Pei Yutang and the others step aside for her.

Soon, they retreated to the sidelines.

Lin Yan stared at Air Commander, looking indifferent. "Is the race on?"

"Ha ha ha! This pompous fellow! If it weren't for this re-match, would you be qualified to race with our captain? This race will give you enough to brag for the rest of your life!" A Speed member studied Lin Yan and mocked her aloud.

The moment Air Commander's eyes landed on Lin Yan, the smile on his face froze and he turned stiff. Disbelief and incredulity billowed in his eyes.

He furrowed his eyebrows and shook his head before rubbing his eyes. Was this an illusion, or was he not seeing right?

A second later, Air Commander glanced at Lin Yan once again.

He narrowed his eyes the moment his eyes landed on Lin Yan once more. In a dramatic fashion, he shuffled his feet clumsily and retreated unconsciously.

How was that possible?

How could this possibly happen?

Was he dreaming right now?

That woman! Her face…

She was Race Track's Grim Reaper…

Yeva!

Air Commander gasped in shock as he stared at Lin Yan intently.

The Race Track's Grim Reaper, Yeva, would always disguise herself when she made a public appearance. Even now, some people weren't sure if Yeva was a girl or a guy. They didn't know what she looked like exactly. However, Air Commander had seen her face before at the second level of the international competition, during Lang Mang's first foray into major competitions. This was also the first time he had stepped onto the race track to compete.

The Race Track's Grim Reaper, Yeva, had been invited by Lang Mang to watch the race at the VIP section.

Although many racers had heard of the Race Track's Grim Reaper, there were many other spectators as well. Hence, no one had been sure who was Yeva that day.

Air Commander, who had been really curious about the identity of the Race Track's Grim Reaper, had trailed furtively behind Lang Mang after the race.

In the private waiting room, Air Commander had seen Lang Mang address a young girl as his coach.

Everyone knew that Lang Mang had only a coach, and that was Yeva.

Even then, Air Commander hadn't been able to believe his eyes. How could the Race Track's Grim Reaper, Yeva, be such a young and beautiful girl?

He had quickly snapped a photo of Lang Mang and Yeva.

Air Commander was absolutely certain that the girl standing before him was the girl he had seen in the room with Lang Mang years ago!

He could even remember the conversation between Yeva and Lang Mang.

That young and beautiful girl had pointed out Lang Mang's problems succinctly while he'd listened patiently to his coach and jotted everything down. He had never once uttered a word of protest.

"Captain?"

Upon seeing that Air Commander had entered a reverie, the Speed members addressed him.

"It's a ghost…"

Air Commander couldn't comprehend why the Race Track's Grim Reaper would appear there today. Most importantly, his opponent.. was Lang Mang's coach, Yeva?

What an international joke!

There was no way he would compete with Yeva. No way! Not in this lifetime!

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