Just when everyone's attention was focused on Huang Tian in the center of the stage, a silver Rolls-Royce stylishly pulled up alongside.
The car door opened, and a man wearing a silver, icy mask stepped out...
As he descended from the car, the man's gaze searched through the crowd.
Soon, his eyes locked onto Bai Haoxue, who was dressed in a black leather outfit, had ghostly makeup on, and wore a skeleton mask.
On the other side of the crowd, Bai Haoxue looked around. Strange... why did she feel like someone was staring at her?
Impossible, impossible; she's made herself look like this, a ghost of sorts. No one but a ghost could recognize her.
Huang Zhong pulled Huang Tian to the side and yelled angrily, "You brat, are you crazy? Or do you have a death wish? You came here to play a 'death race'. Why not just go and kill yourself?"
