"Whatever, as long as I have my little Ancestor's protection, I'm not afraid of anything!"
Bai He took a deep breath, playfully nudged Xi Zuzi's shoulder, and then strutted out the door confidently.
Xi Rubao Wu Qianman: "..." Sister Bai He, do your fans know you're like a little lamb in front of other women???
At the racetrack.
A few racers from Country M, along with Bai He, arrived at the starting line one after another.
A head with golden hair popped out of car 101, speaking in somewhat broken Empire language: "Hey, babe, I love your fierce and spicy style. How about a drink at the bar after the race?"
Bai He rolled her eyes: "Want to have a drink with your granny? Sorry, your granny doesn't have the time!"
After someone translated the words "your granny" for car 101's driver, he became angry and embarrassed: "Bitch! Shameless! You were lucky to be a few seconds faster last round, and now you think you're somebody?"
Bai He sneered: "Being faster than you turtles is enough."
