The Talotas Race Track, named after the ’embodiment of Hell in Greek mythology,’ is a renowned death track in the racing world. It winds over the Taishan with its nine twists and eighteen bends. The track is rugged and perilous, fraught with dangers, spanning numerous mountain roads, jungles, and rivers. It is the most thrilling and deadly racing track domestically, and the only one without any insurance guarantees.
Since the craze of car wagering and racing, countless racers have risked their lives on this track to win prize money or pay off debts, only to meet with calamity.
Although Ye Xian loves racing, she’s never been here. After all, other tracks play with your heartbeat; this place plays with your life.
As she got out of the car, looking at the towering mountains and steep cliffs before her, she felt its murderous aura.
Cheng Zidong sat on a chair with his legs crossed, meticulously checking the time. Half an hour had passed; he should be here by now.
As he picked up the lighter, about to light another cigarette, he caught a glimpse of a slender, elegant figure emerging from the mountains, slowly coming into view.
The boy ran from the shooting site, still wearing the trendy clothes from the fashion magazine cover shoot. The flamboyant firework pattern burst brilliantly on the blue and white patch jacket, with two loose cords fluttering across his chest, black straight-cut pants, and solid-colored AJs, exuding vitality and energy. Paired with that flawless, impeccable, chiseled face, he was the most striking burst of color in the bleak, colorless barren mountains.
Cheng Zidong was stunned, his cigarette dropped unconsciously to the ground beside him.
The henchmen beside him were also mesmerized. No wonder he’s a superstar, his aura, his presence, every gesture, and move emanated an aura far superior to ordinary people.
"Mmm mmmmmm..."
Zhou Lu saw Ye Xian appear, and her weeping, red eyes immediately overflowed with tears again.
Brother Ye really came alone. How could he be so foolish? Facing this group of vicious thugs for a little assistant like her, it wasn’t worth it at all!
"Xiao Lu!"
Ye Xian saw Zhou Lu firmly tied to the pillar and quickly ran over.
Only then did Cheng Zidong react. He brushed the ash off his pants, stood up, and kicked the henchman staring dumbfounded at Ye Xian beside him, "What are you staring at?! Go get a chair!"
"Alright, alright, alright!"
"Cheng Zidong!"
Ye Xian ran to the edge of the cliff pavilion, glaring at him with furrowed brows.
Cheng Zidong was delighted, "Ye Xian, do you remember me now?"
"Let Xiao Lu go. Bullying a little girl is no skill for a big man like you. If you have an issue, deal with me!"
Seeing her angry face, as if she wouldn’t deal with him unless he let the assistant go, Cheng Zidong signaled to the henchmen on the side, "Untie her, but leave her hands, feet, and mouth restrained. She’s good at chattering, it’ll drive you crazy."
"You..." 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺
"Don’t be angry. You think I didn’t want to find you? I looked for you through all kinds of channels, but you’re a big star in the entertainment industry. You’re not promiscuous like other celebrities. You’ve only a few close friends, and all your bodyguards are highly skilled. If I wanted to approach you, I needed an opportunity."
As Cheng Zidong spoke, he approached her.
He hadn’t seen her for days, and his demeanor had not diminished. His eyebrows and eyes only sparkled more brightly, making it hard to look away.
No wonder he was attracted to her; he could just devour her now.
"You were looking for me?"
Ye Xian looked at him, with a slight smirk at the corner of her lips, her eyes disdainful, "What’s the matter? Haven’t you lost enough? Want to keep being my defeated adversary?"
"Don’t waste your time. Even if you stripped a layer of skin off, I wouldn’t like you. The fact is, I don’t like you, and whether I’m gay or not has nothing to do with it, I wouldn’t choose you anyway."
He had anticipated rejection, but hearing it so blatantly and unsurprisingly still stung.
Cheng Zidong’s face faltered a bit, "Ye Xian, I may not be a good person, but for my ’friends,’ I always aim to please, especially for you. If my feelings weren’t genuine, I wouldn’t be pining over you for so long, trying so hard to get close..."
Ye Xian: "Do you not understand human speech?"
Cheng Zidong’s expression suddenly changed, "Don’t refuse the toast only to drink the penalty!"
"Right, I just like the penalty, have any?"
"Penalty drink, right? There’s plenty. As I said, I’m not a good person. Since I went to great lengths to get you here today, you shouldn’t think of leaving easily. Don’t say I didn’t give you a chance, two paths are in front of you. One: obediently be my lover and I’ll let your little assistant go and promise to take good care of you in the future..."
Ye Xian impatiently: "Get to the second path!"
Cheng Zidong gritted his teeth, yearning to teach her a lesson.
But then she wouldn’t be Ye Xian if she complied!
"Alright!"
He sneered, glancing at the vast, perilous Talotas Race Track. "The second path is to race with me on this track. If you win, you can take her and I’ll never bother you again. If you lose, you’ll willingly stay and be my little lover."
Ye Xian turned, looking at the reputedly winding Purgatory track. Seeing it with her own eyes, it was even more treacherous than she imagined.
Anyone with racing experience could tell at a glance how dangerous the steep angles, bumpy obstacles, narrow paths barely wide enough for a car, limited visibility, and sharp turns are. Any stretch of road could end in a fatal crash if one’s not careful.

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