Chapter 1166 - 1167: The Bet

Chapter 1166: Chapter 1167: The Bet

The two were indeed at each other’s throats, but clearly, Song Xiaodong’s stance was more imposing than He Lingzhi’s, giving him a slight edge in the face-off.

After all, Song Xiaodong was stronger than He Lingzhi, and she couldn’t possibly beat him in a fight.

These past few days, He Lingzhi kept replaying the moment Song Xiaodong grabbed her in her mind. No matter how she thought about it, she felt she couldn’t have dodged his grasp, which left her even more shocked. Just how strong was Song Xiaodong? Why was she like a helpless chick in front of him, her once-proud Kung Fu utterly useless?

"Where are we going now?" Song Xiaodong changed the subject.

"I’ll take you to a nice place." He Lingzhi huffed, suddenly pressing a button in the car, which immediately roared to life and accelerated with a burst of speed.

The sudden move startled Song Xiaodong, making him reflexively lean back against the seat.

With a sidelong glance at Song Xiaodong, He Lingzhi felt a thrill and pressed down harder on the accelerator, making the car speed even faster.

Song Xiaodong said, "What the heck, are you trying to elope with me?"

He Lingzhi scoffed, "Elope, my ass. There’s nothing between us but bad blood."

Song Xiaodong now had a smile on his face, "I originally thought your car was pretty ordinary, but it’s been modified. Not bad."

He Lingzhi snorted, "At least you have some eye for detail." She was passionate about racing and car modifications, so Song Xiaodong’s praise in this regard pleased her.

After a few kilometers, Song Xiaodong shook his head, "But it seems like there’s still a bit of an issue."

"An issue? You dare say my modifications are flawed? What nonsense!"

"Even though you made substantial changes to the engine, boosting acceleration nicely, you neglected other aspects, like balance. At speeds over two hundred, you’re likely to flip over when turning."

"Nonsense, that’s impossible." He Lingzhi didn’t believe it at all.

Song Xiaodong said, "It’s inherent to the car. The frame wasn’t designed for high-speed driving. Just modifying the engine won’t cut it."

"Well... that does seem somewhat reasonable." He Lingzhi thought it over and didn’t entirely dismiss Song Xiaodong’s claim.

Song Xiaodong said, "This car’s fine for casual driving, as long as you’re not racing others."

"Damn, I came here to race!" He Lingzhi exclaimed immediately.

Song Xiaodong’s face darkened, "Why didn’t you say so earlier? We could have done some adjustments this morning."

He Lingzhi grumpily replied, "How was I supposed to know you could modify cars too?"

"But..." Song Xiaodong shrugged, "You’re not racing real professional racers, so it shouldn’t be a big deal."

Hearing this, He Lingzhi relaxed, "True enough, against those guys, my modifications should be more than enough."

"Then that’s sufficient." Song Xiaodong nodded, considering He Lingzhi’s quick reflexes, driving shouldn’t be an issue, and racing casual opponents should mean a surefire win.

Half an hour later, He Lingzhi drove to the foot of a mountain, where many cars were already parked—mostly flashy sports cars, each worth no less than a million. With additional modifications, these cars were even more expensive.

He Lingzhi stopped the car, hopped out, and was immediately greeted with cheers from a group of young people.

"The Empress has arrived!"

"Empress, we’ve been waiting for you!"

"We get to see your prowess today!"

From the way those people greeted her, it was clear that He Lingzhi held quite a reputation in this circle, especially with the title "Empress," highlighting her capabilities.

Song Xiaodong found it quite interesting. He had never come across people like this before and could sense a rebellious vibe from them.

Waving her hand, He Lingzhi wore an expression of pride, clearly savoring this kind of life.

"Lingzhi, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time. Haven’t seen you in days, and you’re getting prettier." A twenty-four or twenty-five-year-old man approached with a friendly grin, sporting a string of small earrings on his ear, looking at He Lingzhi with an eager gaze.

He Lingzhi waved a hand dismissively, "Mi Yunqing, spare me the flattery, we’re not that close."

The young man named Mi Yunqing seemed used to He Lingzhi’s bluntness and continued smiling, "Lingzhi, don’t push me away like that. After all, we’ve known each other for years..."

"Hold it!" He Lingzhi interrupted Mi Yunqing immediately, "We’re here to race, why so much chatter?"

Mi Yunqing said, "Alright, let’s race. But how about we spice it up with a bet today?"

He Lingzhi gave Mi Yunqing a sidelong glance, "Sure, if you’re not afraid of losing. I won’t hold back. So, how much are we betting?"

"Betting money is too dull, let’s go big this time."

"Go big? What do you suggest?" He Lingzhi got intrigued.

Mi Yunqing said, "If you win, I promise not to bother you again."

He Lingzhi’s eyes lit up, "That’s a good wager. It beats winning money from you. You drive me up the wall. But if I lose?"

"If you lose... then agree to marry me." Mi Yunqing looked at He Lingzhi, grinning.

"Damn, what a sneaky plan!" He Lingzhi glared at Mi Qingyun sharply.

Mi Yunqing said, "Lingzhi? What’s wrong, getting cold feet? Aren’t you the racing Empress? Afraid of losing?"

"Trying to goad me, are you?" He Lingzhi rolled her eyes at Mi Yunqing.

"Haha... So, do you dare accept the bet?" Mi Yunqing gave He Lingzhi a teasing smile.

He Lingzhi turned to look at Song Xiaodong beside her car, then said, "Alright, I’m in."

"You’re really agreeing?" Mi Yunqing shouted with surprise and delight.

"Of course, but my side of the bet is too big, while yours is too small. It’s unfair to me."

"Fine, what other stakes do you want me to add?"

"I want your Lamborghini," He Lingzhi pointed at Mi Yunqing’s blue sports car, a limited edition Lamborghini worth over thirty million.