"Bei, I have to admit, there's some truth in what you said."
"A lot of people, deep down, like docility and submission, especially when they're facing someone they see as weak."
Thomas understood what Chen Xiangbei was trying to say and replied with a meaningful line.
"I'm not a weakling."
Chen Xiangbei answered with a smile; this was the gentle strength that comes with confidence.
No more exaggeration, no more hype and manufactured conflicts, no more loud-mouthed boasting—just calmly telling the other side was enough.
"Indeed, you're not a weakling."
Thomas nodded solemnly; this was his recognition of Chen Xiangbei.
"Bei, last question: on track you always push yourself to the limit, taking crazy risks, going all out. Besides the hunger for victory, it feels like there's something else driving you, something that's gone beyond what's expected of a driver's role. Am I right?"
This question from Thomas made Chen Xiangbei hesitate for the first time.
