Supreme Divine Physician in the City
Chapter 522: The King of Racing

Chapter 522: Chapter 522: The King of Racing

"Hehe, beauty, don’t be so cold, huh? Just making a friend, nobody’s going to die, am I right? Having more friends is like having more roads, no?"

Seeing Murong Wanwan reject him, Hua Kang’s eyes narrowed slightly as he smiled faintly, showing his magnanimity.

"But I don’t want more roads. This lady’s got enough paths, especially ones filled with muck!"

Murong Wanwan gave him a sidelong glance, her expression brimming with impatience.

"Beauty, you really don’t want to be friends with me?"

A dark shade crossed Hua Kang’s face, and his smile slowly faded.

"Can’t you understand human speech? I don’t want to be your friend, nor do I want to know you! Don’t buzz around me like a fly, scram, I don’t want to say it a third time! You understand?"

Murong Wanwan’s voice was ice-cold, and her tone grew stronger.

She already had someone she liked, and that person was Ye Xuan, so naturally, she wasn’t interested in any other men!

Besides, even without Ye Xuan, she wouldn’t be interested in Hua Kang. Just one look and she could tell that women and wine had hollowed him out, a mere scarecrow that could be knocked over by a breeze. If she fell for someone like that, it would mean there was something seriously wrong with her taste.

After all, what she liked now was someone like Ye Xuan, who had a strong, vigorous build, powerful, and oozed masculinity; she wasn’t interested in anyone else at all!

"Hmph, you little brat, don’t push away a toast only to drink a forfeit. Do you know who I am?"

Being rejected over and over already made him furious. Hua Kang couldn’t save face, his expression turning dark as he asked.

"This lady doesn’t care who you are! A good dog doesn’t stand in the way. If you keep blocking my path and babbling nonsense to me, do you believe I won’t be rude to you?"

Murong Wanwan put her hands on her petite waist, glaring at Hua Kang with a roguish expression.

"Damn it, what a stinking b****!"

Hua Kang spat on the ground, showing a scornful smile and said with his head held high, "It’s your honor that this young master wants to be friends with you. You really think you’re someone special? Who do you think you are? What trash!"

Saying this, his face was full of mockery and he taunted, "Such a bitch, and yet you still want to be rude to me? I’m standing right here now, go ahead and be rude if you dare. I want to see how you’re going to be rude..."

Murong Wanwan’s eyes dangerously narrowed, a trace of cold light flickered in her gaze.

As the little princess of East Sea City, she was fearless and unafraid of anyone, so why would she tolerate such provocation?

Bang!

Before he could finish speaking, she suddenly kicked up, her right leg adorned with studded leather boots, landing fiercely between Hua Kang’s legs from Yan Country, cutting off his words abruptly!

"Ow, ow..."

Hua Kang let out a miserable yell, his face swelling up like a pig’s liver, and he collapsed.

Now he was rolling on the ground, hands clutching his crotch!

"I told you, don’t spout nonsense in front of this lady. Don’t think I’m a Hello Kitty just because I haven’t shown my claws!"

Murong Wanwan looked down disdainfully at Hua Kang lying on the ground, curling her lip in scorn.

Then, lifting her long legs, she stepped right over him and said to Ye Xuan with a blooming smile, "Brother Ye, let’s go."

Ye Xuan looked at Hua Kang with a face full of pity, thinking that this guy really brought it upon himself.

Of all the people to provoke, he had to pick this little lady! He remembered well the time even he had suffered at her hands.

Shrugging his shoulders, he passed by Hua Kang on the ground, following Murong Wanwan’s steps.

The crowd watching this scene felt a chill down their spines, their hairs standing on end!

Especially those men who were previously about to approach and flirt, they all instinctively squeezed their legs together, sweat beading on their foreheads.

They were secretly grateful that Hua Kang had taken the hit for them, sparing themselves from trouble.

At that moment, they decisively abandoned any thoughts of hitting on Murong Wanwan. This chick was way too fierce! Didn’t you see, even the Hua family’s young master nearly became a Superman without the ’super’? They didn’t want to risk cutting off future generations.

"You fucking bitch, wait for me. I sure as hell won’t let you off easily! son of a bitch!"

Glaring hatefully at Murong Wanwan’s receding figure, Hua Kang’s face twisted into a grim, sinister expression.

...

At eight o’clock in the evening, the race was about to begin.

The crowd around the square was abuzz with eager chatter:

"Wow, the car race is about to start, I’m so excited!"

"Who do you guys think will win this time?"

"Do we even have to guess? It’s definitely going to be Jianghai’s handsomest little race king, Jiang Ning!"

"Our little race king Jiang Ning is the son of Jianghai’s racing king, Jiang Heming. This time he’s also joining the Donglin Mountain race; the championship is surely his!"

"Go Jiang Ning, take that championship!"

As the race drew near, the atmosphere on-site was electrifying, with many spectators standing up to cheer for their favorite drivers!

And the one who received the loudest cheers was Jianghai’s little racing king, Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning was a professional racer, having participated in many national and even top races in the Yasina Continent, with exceptionally rich experience. Although he hadn’t yet been selected to compete in F1 races, judging by his current trajectory, it wasn’t far-fetched to believe that he’d reach the F1 circuit soon.

Of course, that wasn’t the most crucial part. Behind Jiang Ning was a massive racing family, none other than the famous Jiang Family racing dynasty of Jianghai Province!

Jiang Ning’s father and grandfather had both been granted the title of Jianghai’s racing king, and their racing skills were among the top in Jianghai Province and even throughout Yan Country.

And as the legitimate sole son of the Jiang Family, Jiang Ning had demonstrated an exceptionally strong racing talent desde young, amidst his many family peers, having been groomed to be the next ’Jianghai Racing King.’

However, Jiang Ning’s goal was far more ambitious. He aimed not only to become the racing king of Jianghai but also to claim the throne of Yan Country’s racing king. Moreover, he aspired to achieve pride-worthy results in the world-renowned F1 championship.

This time, attending the Donglin Mountain race was merely to fulfill a friend’s invitation and hone his skills.

Of course, Jiang Ning was the most famous among the drivers, with the largest fan base. Ninety percent of the audience in the stands tonight were his fans!

This reflected the soaring popularity of the little race king, Jiang Ning.

"Brother Ye, have you heard of Jianghai’s little racing king, Jiang Ning?"

At that moment, Murong Wanwan leaned over the edge of the spectator stand railing, looking at the many luxury cars on the racecourse, and asked Ye Xuan.

"Jianghai’s little racing king? Never heard of him."

Ye Xuan shook his head, uninterested in a local racing king prefixed with ’little.’

"I heard this little racing king of Jianghai is quite formidable, huh!"

Murong Wanwan turned her head, looking at the many fans cheering loudly for Jiang Ning’s name, a flicker of interest in her eyes.

"What! A small racing king is called formidable? Does he have the chops of racing kings like Schumacher, Liu Yisi, or Vettel?"

Ye Xuan curled his lip, speaking with a lazy air.

Murong Wanwan stuck out her tongue and said, "Well, of course not! The ones you mentioned are top-tier, champions of F1 championship races. Jiang Ning hasn’t even participated in an F1 race."

"That settles it then. I only care about F1 races," Ye Xuan spread his hands.

"Although Jiang Ning hasn’t been in an F1 race, his driving skills are still pretty beastly. In the younger generation of Jianghai Province, no one can match him!"

"That’s because I haven’t shown up yet. Otherwise, he’d be history already."

Ye Xuan shrugged his shoulders.

"Uh..."

Murong Wanwan felt that Ye Xuan was bragging. But she didn’t say it out loud, instead changing the subject, "I came here this time specifically to watch Jiang Ning’s race. I hope he doesn’t disappoint me!"