Su Yang was also staring at Qin Su. After looking at each other for two seconds, he nodded and smiled, "It is not impossible for me to help you, but you said this guy is a professional racer, right?"
"Mhm, he specializes in rally racing."
"A rally racer? At that level, I really might not be able to beat him."
"It is fine. I already told you that even if you lose, I will still give you a generous reward. So you do not need to feel too much pressure. Although this race is very important to me... anyway, just perform normally when the time comes. Since I chose you, I can only trust you."
Su Yang nodded. "Alright, there is one more thing."
"Tell me."
"If I agree to this, the race will probably have to be postponed, because I have to take a trip to Japan in a couple of days."
"Japan? No problem, there is no rush for now. We can work around your schedule, but you will not be gone for a month or two, right?" Qin Su leaned forward and asked.
Su Yang shook his head. "It will not be that long. I am just going on a trip with some friends, I will be back in about a week or two."
"Oh, okay, that works. As long as it does not exceed a month, I can wait for you."
"Alright, since that is the case, it is a deal."
Hearing this, Qin Su looked at Su Yang excitedly to confirm, "You really agree to help me?"
"Really. Win or lose, there is no downside for me, so why not?" Su Yang smiled.
"Exactly. If you really can help me win the race, I can give you whatever you want."
"Whatever I want?" Su Yang repeated jokingly.
Qin Su nodded. "Yes, I, Qin Su, never go back on my word. Of course, I also hope you take it seriously and try your best to help me win."
"No problem. Since I agreed, I will definitely go all out."
"Great, let us add each other on WeChat." Qin Su took out her phone.
After adding each other, Qin Su spoke again, "Phew, I finally found a suitable candidate."
Su Yang smiled, put his phone away, and asked, "If possible, could you send me some information about this guy you mentioned?"
"Sure, I will make a presentation for you when I get back. You can bring up any requirements you have, and I will try my best to meet them. If you need a car, I can provide one for you."
"That will not be necessary, I have my own car. Oh, wait," Su Yang thought for a moment and added, "We aren't racing with track cars, right?"
Qin Su shook her head. "No, we will use your car, and you can pick the venue."
"Oh, really?"
"Yes."
Su Yang's eyes shifted slightly. "Alright, I've got it."
Qin Su nodded. "Did my people tell you earlier? I will transfer tonight's prize money to you before noon tomorrow."
"It does not matter. I didn't come here to race for the money, I just genuinely love racing."
"If you put it that way, I have even more confidence in you."
"Anyway, I will give it my all when the time comes. But are you really canceling this current tournament?"
Qin Su shook her head. "Mhm. I only organized this tournament to find an expert. Now that I have found one, naturally, I do not need to run it anymore."
Su Yang nodded with a smile. "Alright then, we have talked about everything we needed to. If there is nothing else, I will take off."
"Wait." Qin Su grabbed Su Yang just as he was about to open the door and get out.
"What is wrong? Something else?"
Qin Su stared at Su Yang and said, "You will not flake on me, right?"
Su Yang laughed out loud. "I am not that kind of person. Do not worry, if I say no, that is one thing, but if I agree, I will follow through."
"Good, with your word, I feel relieved. One more thing, aren't you curious about my identity?"
"Your identity?" Su Yang repeated. "It should be pretty easy to guess."
"Oh? Tell me then," Qin Su smiled.
Su Yang looked Qin Su up and down before speaking slowly, "You should be from some prominent family in Shanghai, the kind with a lot of money, and the racer you mentioned probably is too."
"Then, there is probably some sort of agreement between you two. Maybe an arranged marriage or something else very important to you. You do not really like the guy, but for certain reasons, you cannot flat-out refuse, so you decided to use a race to determine the final outcome."
After finishing, Su Yang looked at the motionless, utterly surprised Qin Su and asked, "Am I right?"
"Huh? How... how did you guess so accurately?"
"Haha." Su Yang looked up, laughed, and shook his head. "It is a classic trope."
Hearing Su Yang's guess, Qin Su suddenly felt a trace of curiosity toward the handsome guy in front of her.
"Alright, if there is nothing else, I am really leaving. I will contact you after I get back from Japan."
Qin Su still looked a bit dazed as she replied, "Oh, okay."
Su Yang pressed the button on the car door, and it slowly opened.
He hopped out of the car, nodded and smiled at Qin Su, then turned and left.
Watching Su Yang walk away quickly, Qin Su brushed aside the hair covering her eyes and muttered to herself, "I hope you can help me win!"
......
System, bind!
Ding, binding successful. Qin Su's affection level toward the host: 20
It is full now, right?
Yes, 15 people have been bound. Unlocking a new slot requires completing a mission.
OK, I will wait for you to issue the mission. That is all for now.
After exiting the conversation with the system, Su Yang arrived at his car. He opened the door and got in.
Zhuang Mengli turned her head and asked, "Why were you gone for so long?"
"It was not that long, was it?"
"It was almost ten minutes. Is that boss pretty?"
"Pretty, about the same as you." Su Yang smiled and started the car.
"Tch, I do not believe that."
"You seem very confident in your own looks," Su Yang said, turning to look at Zhuang Mengli.
"I guess so. Anyway, I have not seen many girls prettier than me so far."
Hearing this, Su Yang frowned. "Damn. Aren't you a bit too overconfident? While I have to admit you are indeed very beautiful, couldn't you be a little more humble?"
"I am already being very humble, okay? Otherwise, with my conditions, I would have definitely entered the entertainment industry!"
Su Yang smiled helplessly. "Alright, alright, let us not talk about this anymore. Let's go."
"Wait, what was I going to say?" Zhuang Mengli scratched her head and said.
"Oh right, I was saying why did you chat for over ten minutes? What did you guys talk about, tell me."
"Nothing much, she just wanted me to do her a favor."
"What favor?"
"She wants me to race against a driver for her in a little while."
"She wants you to help her race a driver? Why?"
"She didn't tell me the specific reasons."
"Then did you agree?"
Su Yang nodded. "I agreed."
"Wow, you really are someone who treats people based on their looks! If the other person was ugly, would you still have helped?"
"No." Su Yang shook his head very directly.
"Damn? That direct?"
"Didn't you just say I judge people by their looks?"
"Alright, alright, you win. But they are talking about a professional racer. If you just casually agree to a race and end up losing, wouldn't that be completely humiliating?"
"What's there to be embarrassed about? Besides, how do you know I won't win? Heh, let's drop it for now, the race is still a long way off anyway. Where are we going for a drink?"
Hearing the mention of drinking, Zhuang Mengli's interest was instantly piqued. Her eyes darted around playfully before she said, "You start driving, I'll show you the way."
......

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e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”