Luo Huian was anything but petty. She would never give these people the satisfaction of stepping on her head. She would rather die than let them laugh at her.
Wan An Ning looked at Luo Huian, who was gritting her teeth and nursing her head. No matter how Wan An Ning looked at Luo Huian, she looked really troubled.
She sighed and said to her, "Are you sure that you want to do this? Even though you have more or less absorbed the skills to do this racing thing, learning and doing are two different things, Sister Huian."
Luo Huian snorted when she heard Wan An Ning's words. She said to her, "Do you think I don't know it? But I have no choice. That woman is not a good person, and her intentions in putting that poor guy on the line are even more rotten than her character."
"If I don't race with her, then she will push that guy into a pit, which would further lead that mer to his early death."
