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Chapter 41 - : Has He Lost His Mind?
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... kers crunched gravel as he surged toward Ye Chen, his earlier racing gloves still smeared with track residue. The scent of burnt rubber clung to his Armani jacket like war paint. "That inverted drift through turn seven..." His voice cracked with the fervor of medieval monk discovering sacred texts. "You shifted weight distribution mid-air during the corkscrew descent!"
Ye Chen discreetly extracted his arm from the young tycoon's death grip. The crowd's murmured speculations about mental ...
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