Once Ji Hanxing and Ye Zuixi had adjusted their positions, everyone else was ready too, and Yao Yue began chanting the starting commands.
Ji Hanxing's grip on the reins slowly tightened, and his palms gradually grew sweaty.
He recalled Ye Zuixi's earlier instructions to hold the reins loosely and leave control of them to her.
Ji Hanxing loosened his grip again.
But his nervousness had not diminished in the slightest. His heart beat faster and faster, as though it would leap out of his chest and escape through his throat.
He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.
Ji Hanxing had finally steadied himself a little when Yao Yue's voice reached his ears. "Let the race begin!"
Before Ji Hanxing could react, Cloud Ink shot forward beneath him like an arrow released from a bow.
The horse was so fast that Ji Hanxing felt as though he were flying. He could no longer hear anything except the wind rushing past his ears.
On the surface, Ji Hanxing appeared to be holding the reins, but Ye Zuixi was the one firmly controlling both the horse and the reins.
The wind rushed straight at him, slicing across his cheeks like blades and sending waves of pain through him.
Wasn't this way too fast?!
The horse kept accelerating, its bounding strides growing larger and larger. Ji Hanxing felt as though his internal organs were about to be jolted right out of him.
It really was too much excitement. Ji Hanxing's head went blank, and his vision began to darken.
Outside the track.
Ye Chongyun watched the horse out in front, a trace of surprise in his eyes. "I never expected President Ji to be such an accomplished rider."
Yan Jinyue remained unmoved by the surprise and delight in his tone. He