Mrs. Gu Qingqiu: My Captain Is About to Make His Move!

On the field, the Minotaurs' shouts and the crack of their whips rang out.

For an adult, there was nothing more humiliating than being stripped naked and shitting himself. Narita Hyouji was paralyzed by the electric shock and couldn't move. If he could have so much as twitched a finger, he would've jumped up and fought back.

Seeing that, the others behaved themselves and buried their heads in the feed troughs.

Crack! Crack!

The trainer swung the whip, lashing Zeng Shuang.

"Why aren't you eating?"

The reprimand gave Zeng Shuang a headache. With no other choice, she took a bite of the feed.

The troughs were full of premium feed, specially formulated by a nutritionist for racehorses.

It certainly wouldn't upset her stomach, but the whole scene was just humiliating.

Lin Baici watched quietly from the sidelines, in no hurry to intervene.

After the "horses" finished lunch, some of the Minotaurs cleaned up while the rest went to the storeroom and brought out a full set of tack.

"Holy crap, they're not going to put that on us, are they?"

Zeng Shuang stared in horror as a chill shot from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.

The others didn't say anything, but their expressions were grim. Even Gu Qingqiu was beginning to regret this. She'd wanted to experience the fun of this "game," but that didn't mean she wanted to be saddled.

Just picturing herself on all fours with a saddle on her back made Gu Qingqiu feel humiliated.

The saddles had been cleaned until they looked brand-new, then polished with wax until their leather shone.

After a while, several riders arrived at last.

They were all Minotaurs dressed in riding gear: tight white breeches, black knee-high riding boots, black padded vests, and riding gloves.