"Yuan Hui, you..." The girls that were scolded immediately got mad. They stepped forward as they tried to shove Yuan Hui.
Yuan Hui sneered and said, "If you dare to touch me today, I'll make sure you never get the chance to come to this poetry and literature gathering again!"
Yuan Hui's threat made them halt their footsteps, and they didn't dare to move forward anymore.
Chunxiang stood in front of Yuan Hui to protect her. "Don't you dare touch Miss Yuan!"
Yuan Hui pulled Chunxiang to the side and said, "It's going to start soon. Let's watch the show."
Only then did Chunxiang retreat behind Yuan Hui.
The girls around her glared at Yuan Hui, then looked toward the racecourse on the other side.
They were determined to open their eyes wide and see how that peasant bumpkin would win against Hong Xulin and the others!
Zhao Chuchu, Hong Xulin, and the other men had already gotten on their horses.
