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Jun Wuxia and Zuo Qingyu looked at each other in excitement.

Sefiro had insisted on a horse race against Feng Wu, so there had to be something strange behind it.

If Sefiro could think of something, so could Jun Wuxia and Zuo Qingyu.

So, Sefiro had to have prepared something for Feng Wu.

Once Feng Wu agreed, would she be able to come back alive?

To their surprise, Feng Wu said yes.

"She said yes!" Jun Wuxia clenched her fists.

Zuo Qingyu smirked. "She's too proud. She has no idea that she's going to get herself killed."

Jun Wuxia said, "That's right. Horse riding is tricky. If she falls and breaks something, it'll just be seen as an accident. Moreover —"

She chuckled. "My brother isn't here, so, no one will be there to protect her."

Zuo Qingyu stared at Feng Wu before narrowing her eyes. She gloated over Feng Wu's potential predicament.