Fans of the Death Club are always the most numerous offline, their voices erupting instantly throughout the stands!
Maxi and Rex, veterans of the petition each year, were long accustomed to this.
"The ace of the Death Club has arrived," Maxi said with a hint of envy, looking towards the roar, "Ya Heng’s driving style is as explosive as ever. I heard he left his previous team this year, but I don’t know which team he’s joined..."
The Death Club’s dozen teams were always at Ya Heng’s disposal; he could join whichever one he wanted.
There was no helping it, an ace could be capricious and do as he pleased.
Rex also looked in that direction.
He saw Ya Heng’s dark purple race car speeding over, followed by five or six other cars, none too famous, but all recognized by the International Racing Alliance.
Just as Maxi and Rex thought Ya Heng’s car would zoom directly into the Death Club’s area, they saw him execute a beautiful drift in front of the world team’s area, ing to a stable stop.
The five or six cars trailing him also stopped.
A tall man in a dark purple racing suit stepped out of his car, exchanged familiar greetings with the team’s head mechanic, and then walked towards Kyle.
The other drivers also emerged from their cars, following Ya Heng towards Kyle.
The remaining members of the repair team began pre-race checks on these cars.
Maxi: ?
Rex: ??
The former world team members sitting behind, now only second-team substitutes: ???!!
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world team’s area.
Kyle watched Ya Heng and the others approaching him, momentarily stunned.
Although Tang Sheng had mentioned he would assign some good drivers to him, to make a big publicity push for world team and Lu You’s eback.
But this ace of the Death Club... Kyle didn’t even dare to dream of it.
That said, those international rankings, like Ben Franzi being first and Lu You fifth, were officially announced each year based on fan voting.
The reason Ya Heng wasn’t on that list wasn’t that he couldn’t be, but rather that he didn’t need to be...
At his level of stature, he no longer needed to solidify his rank with fan votes to prove anything.
It was like those powerhouse actors and actresses in the entertainment industry, no matter how low-key they were online or how little buzz they had, as soon as they starred in a movie, it was always the highest-grossing, filling every seat in the house.
In every year’s races, as long as Ya Heng peted, his fans could occupy two-thirds of the stands.
With Ya Heng’s explosive driving style and straightforward personality, after finding Kyle, he straight-up laughed and said, "Manager Tang has already told me I’ll be with world team for a year... Sorry, I had something to do in Country Y, and only got back today. But don’t worry about the race later, I haven’t worked with Captain Lu before, but I’m very familiar with his racing style, cooperating won’t be a problem."
Kyle: "Okay, okay..."
Facing such a big shot, he didn’t dare to give any orders...
After speaking with Kyle for a bit, Ya Heng returned a call to Manager Tang and then went to the back room to discuss tactics and strategy with Lu You and the others.
He didn’t have any airs about being the ace; he was immediately fortable, and in just a few words, he acted as if he belonged to this team.
Others greeted Kyle and went into the small house as well.
Kyle stood outside, dazed for a moment, realizing that Lu You and Tasiris were just as confused as he was, and suddenly felt a lot better.
He glanced at the Maxi Team area not far across from him, suddenly eager to see their expressions at that moment!
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