As Anjing Zhen was surprised by Little Anzu's appearance, Little Anzu walked from the Paddock toward the starting line, unconsciously peeking toward the stands in search of her Trainer's figure.
Having taken an interest in Kitasan Black while searching for her own path, she had naturally tried to look up some information on Anjing Zhen as well.
The results had greatly surprised her. This person was actually the genius her family had mentioned before.
Deep down, she felt that he deserved such an evaluation.
After all, she had seen quite a few Trainers growing up and heard plenty of things about the profession.
Yet she had hardly ever heard of anyone becoming a Trainer before turning twenty, then guiding Horse Girls to victory right from their debut—including a G2 graded race.
Though they had not met yet, she felt that he should live up to his reputation.
When she followed Kitasan Black's guidance, she had deliberately looked through this senior's notes.
She found that the contents of those notes closely resembled the teachings she had heard at home, while also containing things she had never heard before. Those were clearly from Anjing Zhen.
The Trainers hired by her family were all long-established names. Since he could reach such a level in theory, his practical training ability should not be lacking either.
That made Little Anzu want even more to meet Anjing Zhen and see just what level this Trainer was at.
However, there were several thousand people watching the event races today, and the elementary school field's stands were not large. Picking one person out from that dense sea of people was indeed rather difficult.
After letting her gaze wander for a while, she looked toward the very front of the stands.
"Hey—Little Anzu, over here, over here!"
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