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.

back of the crowd, watching as Philip’s lips curved into a slightly crafty smile on

turned back to the two men on the

relaxed. He had been way in the lead the

challenge him! What a piece

Finn looked into his rearview mirror, however,

f*ck? Was he actually

accelerator and drifted past the

Finn immediately left Philip’s

track, everyone cheered Finn

being streamed live to racing enthusiasts throughout the city as

earlier set a lot of hearts ablaze. Many people

start that had not been seen in

who

though, Philip was still far

doubt their

an amateur. There were barely any techniques

shook his head

must have been

someone suddenly yelled, “The hairpin turn! five consecutive

known for its twists and turns, and the five consecutive hairpins were

five consecutive hairpins were much sharper than usual turns, with a higher risk of swerving. After all, when a car took the five consecutive hairpins, it would have to alternate rapidly between turning and going straight, managing acceleration and braking in

like that, a

provincial champion like Finn would slow down

but it was also

manage to drift past a turn like

“Check

analysts hurriedly got to

“Master Finn, we’ll

“Sure,” Finn replied confidently.