The little girl was here for a horse racing competition after all. It seemed the fight from yesterday had no effect on her whatsoever. The craziness in her bones was unstoppable.
Jiang Xiaoxiao didn't care about Fang Yu's surprised and astonished looks, taking the lead and walking with her head held high towards the inside.
Before long, rows of fine horses appeared ahead, with groups of handsome men and beautiful women chatting by their steeds.
The horses varied in color; black, white, and brown, all on standby. Dandy lads in riding boots were animatedly boasting to the ladies in front of them about their glorious feats.
