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.

lips curved into a slightly crafty smile on screen. Inwardly, she asked

to the two men on the

was completely relaxed. He had been way in the lead the

challenge

rearview mirror, however,

f*ck? Was

and drifted

Finn immediately left Philip’s AE86 in the

cheered Finn wildly. “Whoa! That’s

streamed live to racing enthusiasts throughout the city as

of hearts ablaze. Many people

was a world-class start that had

who the man racing Finn today

though, Philip was

to doubt their suspicions. Did they

amateur. There were barely any

as well. He shook his

must have

“The hairpin turn!

and turns, and the five consecutive

consecutive hairpins, it would have to alternate rapidly between turning and

like that, a

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

took time, but

even manage to drift past

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

hurriedly got to

telling Finn across the intercom, “Master Finn, we’ll be checking your timing and speed on the

“Sure,” Finn replied confidently.