"I'll choose this horse, I really like how it performed just now!"
After agreeing on the bet, the two began to select horses. Li Changtian directly chose the one that had knocked Jiang Chen down, taking the opportunity to mock him as well.
Jiang Chen looked up at the horse Li Changtian had chosen, the corners of his mouth curling slightly as he casually picked another horse.
"Mr. Jiang, are you sure about this horse?" At this moment, Xu Wenya approached again, her face full of mockery.
"Yes, this one. Is there a problem?" Jiang Chen nodded.
"Of course, there's a problem—this is a warmblood horse!" Xu Wenya's eyes couldn't have been stranger, looking at him as if he were a fool: "Racehorses should be spirited, warmblood horses are only used for dressage."
"Is that so?"
Jiang Chen was taken aback, genuinely unaware of this rule, but then he shrugged: "It doesn't matter. Even if I rode a donkey, I could still beat that guy."
Gasp!
Xu Wenya was dumbfounded!
