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In the VIP room, no one knew what was going on with He Lefeng.

He Dingkun frowned as he said, "What is Xiaofeng doing? Is something wrong with his car? Why didn't he inform us?"

He Xiong was clueless too as he stood beside him. "We didn't hear anything. I don't think there is a problem with the car… Although we don't stand a chance of winning, he shouldn't simply give up."

"That rascal!" The old master exploded.

Even though he knew he would lose, he had to finish the race!

He Xiong tuned in to the communication channel to talk to He Lefeng.

On the other side, He Lefeng heard He Xiong's voice. "He Lefeng, what are you doing? Why didn't you report that there is something wrong with your car?"

He Lefeng was dumbstruck momentarily before he answered, "Uncle, nothing is wrong…"

"Nothing is wrong?" He Xiong bellowed once more. "Then why did you stop?"