The First Heir

Chase raised his eyes to look at the screen, his excitement spilling into his expression. “That wheelie has the world record for the fastest launch, and only one person ever used it. The inventor of that move was the F1 champion for four terms running. They say he’s the best racer the world has seen thus far, and some call him the international racing god. He set countless records in the racing scene that no one has managed to break to this day.”

Shock washed over the audience’s expression in waves as Chase explained.

In the end, they were almost numb to it all.

“Do you mean that mysterious international racing god, Uncle Chase? No way.”

Frederick stood in the crowd, voicing his extreme doubts.

That had to be a lie!

Frederick was not the only one. Many others shared his suspicions.

That was insane.

Chase frowned deeply. He looked at the image on the screen, his eyes filled with confusion. “I don’t know either. That mysterious racing god vanished seven years ago and was never seen again. Many people tried to look into him, but no one found any news of him.”

Chase was very confused too. Why would such a mysterious legend appear at his humble little arena?

Besides, when he looked at the footage from inside that car, he found that the man looked utterly plain and normal.

The only thing that piqued Chase’s interest was how that man treated racing even more flippantly than a child would.

On the screen, Philip looked utterly at ease, as though this was not a race at all.

When Frederick and the others saw his attitude, they snorted and said, “I think you must be mistaken, Uncle Chase. How could he be that international racing god? He probably just learned the technique in secret or something. It’s not impossible.”

Chase nodded and took a sip of his coffee. He simply sat down, paying rapt attention to the live footage.

stood at the back of the crowd, watching as Philip’s lips curved into a slightly crafty smile on screen. Inwardly, she asked herself, ‘Could that guy really be

the

was completely relaxed. He had been way in

dare that wimp try to challenge him! What a piece of

looked into his rearview mirror, however, his heart

the f*ck? Was he actually

accelerator and drifted past the

beautiful swerve, Finn immediately left Philip’s AE86 in the

everyone cheered Finn wildly. “Whoa! That’s

to racing enthusiasts throughout the

earlier set a lot of hearts ablaze. Many

that was a world-class start that had not been

of them were even wondering who the

though, Philip

doubt their

were totally those of an amateur.

shook his head and

have

yelled, “The hairpin

and turns, and the

the five consecutive hairpins, it would

that, a moment’s slip could mean

why even a provincial champion like Finn would slow down at

but

even manage to drift past a turn like

analysts, “Check Finn’s time and

hurriedly got to

intercom, “Master Finn, we’ll

“Sure,” Finn replied confidently.