"Hold on tight, here we go!" Tan Qingying laughed and twisted the throttle.0

The heavy motorcycle’s engine roared as it shot forward like a bullet from a gun, accompanied by the sound of a sonic boom. A feeling of freedom swept over both youngsters. 0

Li Xiaofei was an avid motorcycle enthusiast five hundred years ago. Every hero dreams of riding a horse and wielding a sword across the land, and in the era of steel and concrete jungles, a motorcycle was the steed of choice for modern-day knights seeking unbridled freedom.2

In the hopeless and frustrating times of the past, Li Xiaofei would often ride his motorcycle through the mountains, clearing his mind as he imagined himself as a hero riding through the grand martial world. Thus, Li Xiaofei was also an excellent rider.0

From his somewhat professional perspective,...0