In his rage, Davis was on the verge of losing control.

Just then, someone suddenly approached, breaking into his storming thoughts.

"Davis, why are you just standing there?"

"It's almost time for the race. You're not planning to compete anymore?"

Lucas cast him a dissatisfied glance, his tone dripping with impatience.

Only then did he notice the people standing around Davis, though he paid them little mind.

For Davis, Lucas's arrival came as a relief. He exhaled sharply and replied,

"Alright, ...