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.

Philip’s lips curved into a slightly crafty smile on screen. Inwardly, she asked herself, ‘Could that guy really be the international racing

gazes turned back to the

completely relaxed. He had been way

that wimp try to challenge him! What a

mirror, however, his heart suddenly skipped

the f*ck? Was he

accelerator and drifted

swerve, Finn immediately left Philip’s AE86 in

track, everyone cheered Finn wildly. “Whoa!

was being streamed live to racing enthusiasts throughout the city as

a lot of hearts ablaze. Many people were

a world-class start that had not been seen in seven

who the

minutes later, though, Philip was

onlookers gradually began to doubt their suspicions. Did they get him

amateur. There were barely any techniques at

He shook

must have been

yelled, “The hairpin

was known for its twists and turns, and the five consecutive hairpins were the Dragonstone track’s most dramatic

all, when a car took the five consecutive hairpins, it would have to alternate

stretch like that, a

provincial champion like Finn would slow down at the hairpin turns, simply drifting sideways to

time, but it was also

even manage to drift

told the analysts, “Check Finn’s time and speed on

analysts hurriedly got to

racing assistant was already telling Finn across the intercom, “Master Finn, we’ll be checking your

“Sure,” Finn replied confidently.