There are many people in Huaxia, and especially many who like to watch the excitement.
In no time, there was already a crowd of onlookers surrounding us.
"Is there really a place like this in East Sea?"
Yang Yan asked curiously.
"I don't know, I've never been here either." Zhou Hanyu shook her head. "Family matters were enough back then, and I had to study, so I didn't have time to stroll around."
A young man with a Mohawk seemed to overhear their conversation, and he leaned over with a smile, saying:
"So, it's your first time here?"
As he spoke, his gaze was continuously lingering on Zhou Hanyu.
Yang Yan frowned slightly, sensing some malice from him.
Seeing Zhou Hanyu ignoring him, the man continued:
"There are races here almost every day, and every month there's a big street racing competition. Today happens to be the big race of the month, why don't you come have a look?"
Zhou Hanyu was evidently tempted, she turned to glance at Yang Yan.