Bo Jingshen stood quietly, but his heartbeat was like a drum.
He had participated in the most difficult races, with tracks that felt like they had countless twists and turns, driving a furious race car, achieving speeds that awed everyone.
He had survived the most terrifying plane crash, where after an emergency landing on the runway, the tail of the plane had almost completely broken off. He escaped through fire and smoke, and to this day, he could remember the fierce heartbeat caused by fear, and the rapid breathing that seemed to drown out all the chaos around him.
He had endured the most painful suffering, the burns from sulfuric acid made every second of recovery excruciating, and each sharp surge of pain made it feel as if his heart would stop in the next second.
But it was not until this moment that Bo Jingshen felt that all those moments of accelerated heartbeats paled in comparison to the tension and excitement he felt right now.
