Several staff members glanced at Lin Yan and one of them quipped, âMiss Lin Yan, please explain in detail the race you had with Storm earlier and how you lost to them in the end.â
Before Lin Yan could respond, Pei Yutang bellowed suddenly. âWhat do you mean?â
âWe are just trying to understand the situation.â One of them turned to face Pei Yutang.
âWhat do you mean, understand the situation? Arenât you belittling Storm and my team members? Arenât they humans too?â Pei Yutang was in a terrible mood at the thought of his team being despised. Did they deserve to lose? Would it imply that every time they won, it was because someone else had lost to them?
Although Lin Yan had indeed lost to them on purpose...
That may be the truth, but their basis was nonetheless wrong!
âDoes Storm have to lose at every single competition? If we win any races, that must imply that someone else has deliberately lost to us! Is there anything wrong with your brains?â Pei Yutang spat angrily.
âBoss Pei, donât put it that way. Storm can certainly win, but can your team possibly have beaten the champion of Category C? Plus, it was a crushing defeat! Doesnât that sound suspicious?â Su Cai watched Pei Yutang intently.
âIt certainly isnât suspicious!â Pei Yutang replied indignantly, âWe were lucky! Donât you know that luck plays a part too? That means that we are capable too and we live up to our reputation.â
Mo Shuyun cast Pei Yutang a scathing look. Storm didnât even have a reputation in the first place, so how could they live up to it?
âDonât blabber nonsense. My cousin didnât fake the race. She wasnât in a good mood during the race with Storm so she didnât do well!â He Lefeng hastily explained to the staff.
Everyone fell silent after hearing He Lefengâs outburst.
Especially the staff members, who looked doubtful and confused. Were they being treated like fools?
She hadnât been in a good mood... so she hadnât done her best and had lost to Storm?
They had never heard of any racers who would race according to their mood during official competitions.
Shouldnât she have come up with a more convincing or plausible excuse? Blaming her mood was simply too much.
Lin Yan scowled at He Lefeng and wished someone would sew his mouth shut.
âIt wasnât because of my mood. Neither did I lose on purpose.â Lin Yan spoke to the staff members.
One of them immediately turned on his laptop to play the video of Lin Yan and Stormâs race.
The video had caught every detail with clarity.
âMiss Lin Yan, given your skills, you shouldnât have made such a major mistake on the track. Besides, you didnât increase your speed the moment the race started. Can you explain why to us?â he asked Lin Yan.
Lin Yan remained quiet.
Mo Shuyun had a headache as he watched the video of Lin Yan and Stormâs race. That was too obvious, as she hadnât even increased her speed at all.
Su Cai stole swift glances at Lin Yan with a victorious, cold smirk.
She had warned Lin Yan that there were rules that all racers had to abide by during a competition. Even though there was no doubt about her ability, Lin Yan was nothing to her.
âMiss Lin Yan, please give us a reasonable explanation.â One of the staff members frowned at the silent Lin Yan.