Horse Racing

"Of course. Master Xiao, your friends can come along too."

"Horse riding is a little too tame, after all."

"Horse racing is much more fun, don't you think?"

To be honest, although Young Master Yao was a bit of a pain, Zhang Bo and the others had to admit that his words had struck a chord with them.

Just thinking about horse racing made them unable to contain their excitement.

It gave them a thrilling rush, like their adrenaline was surging.

They looked at Xiao Xiao, their eyes shining brightly. Their eagerness and anticipation practically spilled out.

"Sure."

Xiao Xiao nodded.

He, too, felt a little anticipation stirring at the thought of horse racing.

Everyone made their way to the racecourse.

The cloudless blue sky stretched over an endless grassland. The wide-open scenery brought carefree smiles to everyone's faces.

Someone instinctively took a deep breath, and their lungs filled with the fresh, green scent of grass and trees, warmed by the sun.

"Neigh~"

The horses that had been led over raised their heads and whinnied. Hooves clattered against the ground as they clearly enjoyed being out for a change.

They were already struggling to hold back their urge to run.

"Let's keep it simple."

"How about a series of one-on-one races?"

Young Master Yao's suggestion passed unanimously, as nobody objected.

"Heh, you guys go ahead. I'll sit this one out."

Wang Tong smiled and waved his hands.

As if. With all this fat on him, even a slow jog would be hard enough, let alone a full-on sprint.

He didn't want to walk into the club on his own two feet and leave on a stretcher.

"Then we'll have four pairs."

Given Wang Tong's condition, no one tried to persuade him