People-racing

Chapter 97 - Man racing

Yun Qianliang's expression remained indifferent, as though she did not care about the looks of the crowd, and ignored the sounds of the jokes.

Yun Qianliang walked in front of the horse that was prepared for her, and gently caressed the horse's head with his bare hands, smoothing the bright mane of the horse.

"The red silk that is tied up in the middle of the stage, whoever obtains the red silk first and returns to the starting point will win." Xiang Siyu pointed to the long pole erected in the center.

With the red silk tied to the long pole, as long as they could grab the red silk's flowers, they could easily tear it off.