I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse

"Anything else is fine, except for this car."

"Why?" Bai Shu simply walked down and sat beside Yu Zixiao, squinting his fox-like eyes and looked at Yu Zixiao.

"You just said, it’s the coming-of-age gift from my grandfather."

"I know, that’s what makes it interesting." Bai Shu chuckled again, but his seemingly handsome smile was glaringly obnoxious in Yu Zixiao’s eyes, making him want to punch Bai Shu hard.

Seeing Yu Zixiao remain silent, Bai Shu intentionally glanced in Yan Zisu’s direction and said with a smile, "Hey, you don’t want to lose face in front of Top Scholar Yan, do you?"

Yu Zixiao turned and glared at Bai Shu without saying a word.

"Then I’ll tell you my stake. My stake is Baicao Hall."

As soon as these words were spoken, Yu Zixiao abruptly turned his head and agreed without thinking, "Fine, deal!"

"Beep."

Just after Yu Zixiao’s words, a mechanical sound appeared, and Bai Shu smiled radiantly at Yu Zixiao: "To ensure our bet proceeds smoothly, I recorded it, hmm hmm hmm."

"Bastard!"—This was the genuine inner monologue of Yu Zixiao at this moment.

During the time the two were speaking, you had already run three laps, and as before, your speed not only didn’t slow down but continued to accelerate bit by bit.