###Chapter160,Doing something behind the scenes
Mo Fengya's fingers tapped on the white table in front of him. His thin lips curled up with a hint of sarcasm.
"Even if she is an international professional Racingist, so what? What if she doesn't even have a chance to go out for the race? Then how can the Western Garden Temple defeat us?"
Even if he couldn't win the championship this time, he wouldn't allow the guy who provoked him to win.
The Purgatory sneered and then smiled cunningly.
"Boss, you're right. He doesn't even have a chance to show up. Let's see what else he's going to do?"
He was most interested in the things that were happening behind the scenes.
"Do it cleanly." Mo Fengya lowered his cold eyes.
The i***t from the West Garden Temple actually wanted to provoke him with
