At this time, the few companions who came with Hashimoto Ichiro started to clamor: "Hashimoto, since you're at the track, use a race to solve the problem."
"Teach this kid a lesson and show him your skills."
"Hashimoto, have some fun with this little guy, just take it as a pastime."
Their tone was more playful, completely dismissing Chen Xiangbei, thinking he was just some reckless newcomer courting death.
"Kid, did you hear? Dare to race on the track?"
Hashimoto Ichiro gradually regained his composure; he didn't come to the Suzuka Circuit to fight. This kid with Hoshino Yoshi on the track should also be a racer.
Then solve the problem in the way racers do.
"Hashimoto, I think you should let it go."
Hoshino Yoshi uncharacteristically advised.
Upon hearing this, Hashimoto Ichiro instead laughed, thinking that he was scared for real.
"If you don't dare to race, you can admit defeat now and bow to apologize obediently."
