She was wearing a white outfit as she gracefully rode on the smooth and beautiful Valiant Song's red coat, stealing all attention the moment she set out. Her control of the horse was sleek and well-practiced, giving the watchers a certain infectious rhythm to it, while Valiant Song's gallop was swift and light, her stance resembling a stream of clouds.
"Based on their posture alone, she's already beat Li Bei Er hands down." Du Yunfeng kept his eyes on the track.
"And she's really fast," another wealthy man added.
"She's practically flying," said another.
They were right, the way Valiant Song moved made it appear like it was flying — the four hooves barely touched the ground and each stride covered a great distance. Meanwhile, Xia Ling effortlessly controlled the rope. In the spring breeze with a landscape full of cherry blossoms, her slender figure and pretty face were as beautiful as a fairy's.
