The Golden Breaker, Attack!

Gold Ship knew very well that she herself, Gold Artisan, and even earlier, Teio, McQueen, El Condor Pasa, Symboli Rudolph, Mr. C.B., Katsuragi Ace, Maruzensky—who among them had not gone through a similar struggle?

It was only that they usually had families, teams, experienced seniors, or Trainers who had shouldered, to varying degrees, the pressures of "reality" for them, barely maintaining a delicate balance between ideals and reality.

But Little Kita and Anjing Zhen were different.

Little Kita's family did have other Horse Girls, but without exception, their results had been mediocre. The best had only won G2 and G3 championships.

Even combined, they had only three or four titles—there was no senior figure with enough influence to speak firmly on her behalf at a time like this.

Anjing Zhen was also too young. Youth meant insufficient influence; it meant that the dazzling achievements he had earned through every ounce of effort became, in some people's eyes, bargaining chips to be manipulated and "handled safely."

On top of that, Little Kita's current accomplishments were simply too astonishing. The glory of a nine-crown champion was so blinding that some people accustomed to calculating gains and losses from behind the scenes had begun to stir restlessly.

The delicate balance that might once have been maintained had now been pushed to the edge of a cliff.

That was why things had gotten so intense—

Gold Ship watched Kitasan Black's back tremble faintly with emotion, watched the tears nearly spill from her crimson eyes, then looked at the pale-faced Anjing Zhen.

For the first time, she felt genuine concern and respect for this junior who was always Full of Vigor, hardworking, and pure-hearted—and for that Trainer who was far too young—feelings that went beyond mere "interest" or watching a good show.

To force a