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After the car race, Shang Ke's contact list grew to contain an additional set of numbers from the various children of nobility, one of which belonged to Prince Yi Yun himself.

Yi Yun left the stadium surrounded by the crowd. As soon as he came out of the gate, he spied Lu Xiufan standing straight ahead. With his solemn temperament, it made the sunshine falling on him seem cold.

Two sharp eyes swept through the crowd, the people who had been talking and laughing quietened in an instant, fixing their expressions one after another, before they cautiously saluted him.

Lu Xiufan nodded to them and then looked at Shang Ke.

Shang Ke bowed slightly to Yi Yun, then turned and headed for Lu Xiufan.

As Shang Ke approached, people nearby were surprised to find that Lu Xiufan's temperament underwent some subtle changes, the chill fading as though a blade was sheathed.

Lu Xiufan bowed his head and asked, "Did you have a good time?"

"Yes." Shang Ke returned lightly, no emotion in his calm voice, but the slightly rosy complexion gave him a hint of liveliness.

"When did Imperial Uncle arrive?" Yi Yun came up and asked with a smile, "Did you see Shang Ze's race?"

"Just then, and no." But he has a copy recorded and waiting.

"His performance was very impressive. He's the MVP of this race." Yi Yun praised generously.

"Hn." Lu Xiufan simply responded, his tone conveying that it was to be expected.

Yi Yun secretly criticized him-wearing such a frozen face for so long, it won't warm up at all. Shang Ze, even with facial paralysis, looked warmer and more approachable than him.

"Go back to the palace. His Majesty arranged a family dinner tonight." Lu Xiufan reminded him.

"I know." Yi Yun turned and went to say goodbye to others.

Shang Ke pulled open the car door for Lu Xiufan. Yi Yun followed and sat down with him.

Lu Xiufan's black wheel took the lead. Several escorts followed him as they drove imperiously towards the palace.

On the way there, a voice suddenly crackled in the car's communicator: "Your Highness, Your Excellency, there is an accident ahead. Please slow down. We will clean up the passage."

"Understood." Shang Ke replied back and slowed down the car.

Not far from the crowd, hover cars were floating to the side, most of them bystanders who wanted to look at the excitement.

The guards responsible for public security had not yet arrived, meaning the car accident occurred within minutes of them arriving.

But a moment later, a guard sent a message: "Your Highness, Your Excellency, the man who had a car accident is the young master of Yue Family."

The Young Master of Yue Family? It wouldn't happen to be that kid named 'Yue Xuan' they met on the racetrack, right? Yi Yuan frowned and turned his head to look at Lu Xiufan.

Lu Xiufan asked: "What is his condition now?"

"It looks rather serious. He's covered in blood and all.." The guard reported, trailing off in the description.

"Shang Ze, come with me to have a look." Although the Yue family could never dream to hold a candle to their past fame, they were still a well known family. If they do nothing and let him die, bad rumours would likely spawn and paint them in a bad light.

Shang Ke took out the spare medical kit from the car and followed after Lu Xiufan. Due to his identity, Yi Yun could only stay in the car and watch the situation outside through the security cameras.

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