Unrivaled Soldier in the City

Chapter 606: An Interlude

The real contest had begun!

Although Lin Kuang didn’t know who was driving the car ahead, he was certain the person was an expert. Foresight determined everything. Only a true master would choose to accelerate at that exact moment; a weaker driver could never judge the timing so precisely.

"Interesting... very interesting. I’ve finally met my match," Lin Kuang muttered to himself, his eyes shimmering with excitement. At that moment, his blood began to boil. The feeling was exhilarating.

In the next instant, the car ahead entered a curve, and Lin Kuang followed close behind. Both drivers knew that if Lin Kuang wanted to win, this curve was his only chance. If he couldn’t pull ahead here, the outcome was obvious—he would undoubtedly lose.

Lin Kuang was well aware of this, so he pushed the car to its absolute limit. He didn’t care that a sharp curve was dead ahead. In a flash, he wrenched the steering wheel, his feet expertly manipulating the accelerator and brake. The car executed a perfect drift, pulling right alongside the other vehicle.

For the first time, Lin Kuang saw the other driver. She was a foreigner, an American by the looks of her. What surprised him most was that she was a gorgeous woman with a smoking-hot figure and a daring outfit.

Damn, it’s an American bombshell! Lin Kuang thought.

But regardless of who his opponent was, Lin Kuang wouldn’t hold back. He had to give it his all—that was the only way to show true respect for a worthy adversary. With that thought, he stomped on the accelerator. The drifting car gained another burst of speed, suddenly pulling ahead of the American woman’s vehicle.

After overtaking her, Lin Kuang snapped the steering wheel back. The car straightened out, its terrifying speed increasing in an instant.

Just as Lin Kuang’s car shot out of the curve, the American woman’s car emerged right behind him. They were less than two seconds apart. However, those two seconds had already decided the winner. Lin Kuang had already brought his car to a stop at the back of the line for the toll booth.

A screech of tires echoed as the American beauty brought her own car to a halt.

"Damn it!" Britney muttered, unable to hide the frustration on her beautiful face.

Still, Britney knew she had lost, and she accepted it. There was a huge difference in their cars’ performance, yet she had still been beaten. That alone was enough to prove the other driver’s incredible skill. So, while she was annoyed, Britney was no sore loser. She opened her door and stepped out.

The woman was stunning, and her outfit was incredibly daring. She wore a small tank top that revealed a toned, sexy abdomen, and her full breasts were nearly spilling out of it. Below, a miniskirt so short it was scandalous left her long, sexy legs on full display. A pair of stylish leather boots completed the look. With her long blonde hair, long eyelashes, blue eyes, high-bridged nose, and delicate features, she was the epitome of a Western beauty.

Britney walked up to Lin Kuang’s window, leaned down slightly, and tapped on the glass. "Hey, handsome. Got a minute to chat?" she asked with a smile, her Mandarin so fluent it would put most native speakers to shame.

Lin Kuang naturally got an eyeful of Britney, especially when she leaned over. Her impressive cleavage was almost completely exposed, but to his chagrin, a black lace bra stood guard like a valiant warrior, concealing the prize.

"Hey, beautiful," Lin Kuang said, rolling down the window with a smile.

"Nice skills," Britney said generously, showing no shyness. "Let’s exchange contact info. We should have a rematch sometime." After all, Westerners are typically bolder in these matters, a product of a different upbringing.

"Sure," Lin Kuang replied, giving her his phone number.

"Okay, I’ll call you right now so you have my number," Britney said as she dialed. "By the way, my name is Britney. What’s yours?"

"I’m Lin Kuang. A pleasure to meet you, Britney," he said with a smile, extending his hand.

Britney smiled and nodded, placing her slender hand in his. Just then, Lin Kuang’s phone rang.

"Likewise," she said with a smile as she withdrew her hand. "I hope we get a chance to race again sometime."

"I’m sure we will," Lin Kuang replied, also smiling.

With a final nod, Britney turned and walked back to her car. Lin Kuang couldn’t help but watch her go.

That sexy woman is really something else. With that thought, he rolled up his window.

"TSK TSK. I’m sitting right here and you’re still hitting on other women, Lin Kuang," Mu Wan said with a teasing smile. "You’re getting bolder and bolder."

Lin Kuang’s face fell. "My dearest Wan’er, did that really look like I was hitting on her? I just gave her my number. Besides, she’s from America. It’s not like we’ll have a chance to meet again."

"Oh? So you *wanted* to meet her more often?" Mu Wan shot back, giving him a look.

"Of course not!" Lin Kuang said earnestly. "Having you as my wife is more than enough for me, Wan’er. As for anyone else... Hmph! They don’t even cross my mind."

Hearing this, Mu Wan couldn’t help but pout. "I seem to recall there are five other beauties waiting for you back in East Sea. Aren’t you afraid they’ll be heartbroken when they find out about this?"

"That’s different! I wasn’t talking about them. My heart has no room for anyone *besides* them," Lin Kuang said with a grin that just begged to be punched.

"Hmph!" Mu Wan snorted.

Lin Kuang chuckled and followed the cars in front of them through the highway tollgate. Seeing the familiar cityscape of East Sea, Lin Kuang felt a surge of excitement. He hadn’t seen Liu Shilin and the others in a while, and it would be a lie to say he didn’t miss them. With that in mind, he stepped on the gas and sped straight toward the new villa he had purchased.

After about a forty-minute drive, Lin Kuang finally arrived at the familiar villa. His eyes lit up with undeniable excitement as he looked at the estate.

"Wan’er, we’re here. Let’s get out," Lin Kuang said, glancing at Mu Wan with a smile.

At this, Mu Wan hesitated. Her pretty face flushed slightly, though Lin Kuang wasn’t sure what was on her mind.

"Uh, Wan’er? What’s wrong? What are you thinking about?" Lin Kuang asked when he saw her blush.

"It’s... it’s nothing," Mu Wan said, her face turning an even deeper shade of red. "They won’t... refuse to accept me, will they?"