Qin Jiang curled his lips, "A bunch of idiots!"
In his view, Luo Qingyi's so-called horse connoisseurship was nothing more than learning a bit of superficial knowledge.
Her horse was indeed good, but that was all, while the one he had chosen was a truly exceptional steed, intelligent and incredibly challenging to ta.
Moreover, the reason for its emaciated appearance was the injury within its body, combined with its pride and arrogance, it simply refused to eat ordinary food, which was why it ended up like this.
He walked over to the black horse and patted its head, "Hey! Get up!"
The black horse lifted its hoof, aiming to kick him a few tis.
Qin Jiang felt so annoyance and patted its head a few more tis, "I'll heal you, and you carry for a ride, alright?"
"Huff—" The black horse snorted out a breath of hot air, apparently in disdain.
Qin Jiang placed his palm on it, and a stream of True Qi slowly entered its body.
A mont later, the black horse opened its big, bell-like eyes, seemingly with a flash of brilliance passing through them.
"Now, the injuries in your body are healed, hurry and get up to race with ," Qin Jiang said. "Once it's done, I'll find you a good-looking little mare."
Upon hearing this, the black horse's eyes seed to brighten, and it staggered to its feet, its gaze turning in one direction before neighing at Qin Jiang a few tis.
Following its gaze, Qin Jiang saw a delicate and beautiful mare standing there and imdiately understood, "Alright! If you win the race, I'll set it up for you!"
The black horse raised its head, neighing excitedly, and slightly bent its body...
Qin Jiang vaulted and landed astride the horse!
The black horse walked out of its gallery shakily, its fra skinny but with an expression on its equine face that was one of disdain for the world, completely ignoring the mocking glances of everyone else.
Old Ghost Xu patted his forehead and sighed, "What is the Master thinking? This inferior horse doesn't stand a chance in a race! Riding it into the competition, isn't that suicidal?"
Zhang Haoyuan completely failed to understand Qin Jiang's actions.
Lian Lian shook his head.
Ye Wujie sneered repeatedly, "It seems this guy knows he's bound to lose and deliberately chose this inferior horse so he can make excuses later."
Chu Junlin laughed, "Later on, I want to see how he ends his farce after losing!"
Qin Jiang rode the black horse unsteadily to the side of Luo Qingyi.
Luo Qingyi almost burst into tears laughing, "You really chose this horse? When the race starts, I bet you won't even get a whiff of fresh 'horse butts'."
Qin Jiang looked disdainfully, "What do you know? This is a top-notch horse!"
He glanced at Old Ghost Xu and called out loudly, "Old Xu, bring out the mare from No.8 Horse Gallery!"
Upon hearing this, everyone exchanged puzzled looks.
Although Old Ghost Xu didn't know why, he obediently led the little mare out as Qin Jiang had instructed.
Qin Jiang patted the black horse's head, "Win, and that little mare will be your prize! Lose, and tonight your sweetheart might just get taken by that brute...Hmm! You know what I an!"
The black horse's eyes imdiately flashed with anger, glaring at Luo Qingyi's big steed under her as if it were an enemy.
The brown big horse, upon noticing this, also coldly snorted in disdain, lifted its head proudly, and flaunted its powerful tendons, paying no mind to the black horse.
Luo Qingyi clutched her belly from laughing so hard, and finally spoke teasingly, "Alright! Can we start the race now? I don't have all day to waste with you. I can't wait to see you streaking!"
Qin Jiang said indifferently, "Let's begin. I've never seen an 'airport' before, growing up as I did!"
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