Yang Dao did not know that his actions have raised a storm among the professional racing circle. He drove the car straight to the entrance of the stadium and stopped in front of the barricade at the entrance of the stadium. He was about to ask Laohu Bai to call Feng Yun when the barricade was raised. A young man in a formal suit came running to the side of the car.

Yang Dao lowered the window, and before he could say anything. The young man spoke, "Hello, sir. Are you, Mr. Feng Yang Dao?"

Yang Dao nodded, and the young man made him a welcoming gesture as he said, "Please come in sir the facility is already prepped."

The boy inside the car did not know what he meant but drove his car inside anyway. The young man heaved a sigh of relief. The guard at the duty asked, "Secretary Dillon, who is that kid."

The guard has seen a lot of rich kids come here but never did the secretary rushed out to welcome them himself. The young man was the secretary to the director of the race track. This race track was a government-owned establishment. He definitely had a high designation in the government to be asked to handle this facility along with the director.

The young man sucked in a cold breath when he heard the guard talk like this. He said, "I tell you, Hong Lee, do not talk about him in a haughty tone. He is the younger brother of Feng Yun, the president of the Phoenix group. They run this country without being in politics. Also, the car he had was not just a supercar. That is the world's fastest car. Value enough to build the whole stadium from scratch."

Hong Lee sucked in a cold breathe he did not expect the kid to be such a big shot. No wonder the secretary rushed over in the middle of the night. Dillon was about to sleep when he got a call from the director, who happens to be out of town. He was told about the situation and the whole race track staff was called over to work overtime. Although they were unhappy they did not dare to complain. after all, a stable job was not easy to come by and this was the first instance when such a thing has happened. They all were given a staff accommodation 5 minutes away from the race track.

Dillon snapped out of his daze and rushed back to the race track to play the host. He had just taken a step when he saw a red chopper, shining in the race track lights, slowly descending on the helipad. He cursed, "Fuck, the phoenix herself is here?"

His gaze landed on an electric scooter on the side and he grabbed it. The guard said, "You can take it, Boss. Just don't scratch the paint." with that said, Hong Lee threw him the key. Dillon scolded as he started the scooter, "Old Lee, you still have the guts to joke. I will deal with you later."

The security guard chuckled at the young man's rebuke. Dillon did not mind the casual banter and revved the motor and rushed toward the helipad.

...

Meanwhile, Yang Dao parked the car in front of the entrance of the race track. He got off the car but did not find Laohu Bai getting off, so he went up to her side and opened the door. He asked, "Baibai, are you not coming?"

Laohu Bai smiled and said, "I will wait for Sister Yun to come Young Master. You should go in first."

Yang Dao nodded and then gave her the keys. He said, "You keep the keys, the doors will not open otherwise. Also, you look pale, wait, I will bring you some water." he left after that.

Watching his back Laohu Bai slumped in the seat like a noodle. Her body was empty of strength because it took her all to keep herself from crying while the boy drove earlier. She was used to rash driving but not at such a speed. A military jeep would run as fast as 150 kilometers per hour but this boy was drifting at 150 only. The speed on a straight road was 240. That is because he did not find an empty road.

The last drift was also at 150 kph that almost killed her from heart failure. But thanks to his skills they survived. Just when she was flustered she heard footsteps approaching. She cast her dead gaze out of the window. It was Feng Yun and the rest walking towards her. The white-haired girl, stepped out of the car with her hand almost deforming the door clamped under it. She wanted to walk up to them but her legs shook.

Feng Yun saw the situation and sped up to her side. Just as she hugged her, Laohu Bai bawled in her embrace. She cried like a child. She said, "I almost died, Big sister. The young master is not normal. He wants to kill me." she did not know what she was talking about. The fear had rambled her brain so much.

Ryu Jinshi spoke, "Calm down, he is here." he spotted the culprit rushing towards them holding a water bottle and juice can in his hand, so he told the girl to stop. How can they say such a thing to Yang Dao? Would he not be sad then?

Yang dao came near with a smile on his face. His gaze landed on Laohu Bai's teary face, his smile vanished. He asked in a soft voice, "Baibai, what happened to you? Are you hurt?" the concern in his voice was apparent to them all.

Laohu Bai shook her head, Feng Yun said, "She is just emotional after such a good ride with you."

Yang Dao smiled and said, "We can have a lot of rides in the future, do not cry. Also, have some, water and then some juice." he extended the bottles to her.

Laohu Bai took the bottles, after some consolation and expressing her grief, she was now stable. Feng Yun said, "Dao, this is secretary Dillon. He prepared the whole race track for you tonight." she gestured at Dillon and made the introductions.

During the meal earlier, Yang Dao asked them not to call him Young Master. Feng Yun was the first one to get used to it. The boy smiled and shook his hand as he said, "Thank you for your effort secretary Dillon. I am thankful to you and the whole staff of the race track."

Dillon smiled brightly, as he replied, "It is alright. President Feng donated a lot when the stadium was built. So it is all mutual. Please come, I will introduce you to the race track."

The young secretary led Yang Dao inside the stadium. Atsuji Kurogame asked, "Xiao Bai, can I take a ride with the young master?"

Laohu Bai said with a serious face, "Yes, eldest you can." she paused, the old man smiled and straightened his back when the girl said, "Only if you are in your primeval form and can hide in the shell."