The horse seemed to understand her meaning, and lowered its head with unusual obedience.
Su Yuxi was very satisfied. Her small hand gently ran over the rough mane. With just this small gesture, the handsome horse seemed to have gained someone's approval. The forgetfulness and unease of the past few days gradually dissipated, and its big eyes suddenly became bright.
Hua Zan observed the horse's reaction and raised an eyebrow: "Okay, this is it."
Although he couldn't see anything special about the horse, since Anja had said so, then it was the one.
He didn't forget to warn her, "You better make it number one, or I'll kill you and her together."
The henchman chuckled awkwardly, his expression indescribable, but since the boss had made the decision, he had nothing more to say.
Su Yuxi didn't take his threats seriously at all. She whispered a lot of things next to the horse's ear.
The horse understood, raised its head and neighed several times, its clear voice soaring into the sky, and excitedly jumped around on the spot.
She handed the horse to the groom, patted its rump, and said, "Run well." Her expression revealed her trust in the horse. She then followed Hua Zan to the stands to wait for the race to begin.
They had barely sat down when a group of men dressed in flashy clothes and wearing sunglasses walked over.
The men strutted around arrogantly, their overbearing demeanor causing a minor commotion as soon as they appeared, with many staff members fawning over them.
They were clearly a few wealthy young men of high status.
This group of people must have been acquainted with Hua Zan. When they saw him, they suddenly stopped, turned a corner and walked towards him, looking at him with a slightly mocking gaze: "Oh, didn't Young Master Hua just get beaten up a few days ago? You can move around today. Looks like your old man's health isn't what it used to be, he didn't have enough strength."
He pretended to sniff the air for a while, putting on a disgusted look on his face: "Can you smell it? It smells like medicine, it stinks."
"In my opinion, wounded people should behave like wounded people. They should stay at home and not wander around."
"It's crowded and chaotic here. Be careful not to aggravate your wound and need an ambulance!"
"Hahaha……"
The people behind them were not surprised to see the two young masters clashing again. They were just small fry and dared not interrupt, so they could only watch silently from the sidelines.
Some people quietly moved two steps away, trying to avoid the impending battle between the two and avoid getting involved.
Hua Zan smiled faintly, his tongue pressing against his cheek, and moved his fingers slightly, but as soon as he raised his hand, he pulled at the wound on his back.
His fingers froze abruptly, he gasped slightly, and lowered his arm.
Although he didn't make any offensive moves, he had already made a mental note of them, and once he recovered, he would definitely teach these spoiled brats an unforgettable lesson.
Seeing that he dared not retaliate, the group of people, unafraid of death, continued to provoke him: "We heard you picked a lame horse today. Do you want your horse to run with a limp?"
As he spoke, he deliberately imitated walking with a limp, which made everyone stifle their laughter.
Hua Zan's face had turned quite ugly. He looked up at them with a chilling gaze, and the men who were enjoying their laughter froze in unison.
A subtle killing intent instantly filled the air.
"Heh, if you want to be lame, fine, I'll arrange a lame package for you in a few days, and none of you will be left out."
The expressions on their faces changed. Hua Zan was a man of his word; if he said he would beat someone, he really would.
Seeing that things were not going well, one of them immediately stepped in to smooth things over: "Hey, hey, we're all friends, let's talk things out, don't talk about fighting."
"Young Master Hua, I'm sorry, Young Master Yang was just joking. He didn't mean it. Please don't..."
Hua Zan slashed coldly: "Who the hell wants to talk to you nicely? Get lost, don't get in my way."
"You..." Young Master Yang took a step forward defiantly, cracking his wrists as if he wanted to fight.
He couldn't beat Hua Zan before, but now that he's injured, it'll be a piece of cake for him to take him down. He doesn't care if Hua Zan retaliates or not, he'll just beat him up first.
The others, not wanting to escalate the situation, quickly stopped him: "Young Master Yang, don't be impulsive. Let's talk things out. Taking action would change everything."
Hua Zan is a madman. If they make a move, even if they gain an advantage now, what will they get in return? They will only face more intense retaliation later. It's better to avoid trouble.
Besides, he has a bunch of bodyguards behind him, so if a fight really breaks out, he might not necessarily gain much of an advantage.
Yang Shao glanced at the group of bodyguards standing not far away, still feeling somewhat apprehensive.
He weighed the situation in his mind, and finally left angrily, glancing at Su Yuxi, who had remained silent, wondering what mischief she was plotting.
Hua Zan scoffed coldly: "Coward."
The person in front suddenly stopped, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked, as if he was about to turn around and beat up the person behind him.
But in order to avoid a bigger conflict, he was forced to move forward by his brothers.
Su Yuxi remained calm and composed, treating it all as if she had just watched a show.
"You've got some nerve," Hua Zan said, glancing at the woman who showed no sign of panic.
Among his past female companions, when they saw that he was about to fight, they would either cry and try to hide to the side, or they would sob and beg him not to fight.
She was different from others; she remained an observer throughout, not uttering a single word, and even seemed to wish they would fight.
"It's alright." Su Yuxi shrugged indifferently.
What are you afraid of? Are you afraid they'll fight? What's there to be afraid of in a brat who's just good at talking?
Hua Zan snorted coldly.
Soon it was their turn to ride.
Hua Zan summoned a bodyguard, whispered a few words in his ear, and then the bodyguard hurriedly left with two other people.
Then we waited quietly for the game to begin.
Many people came over to talk to Hua Zan, but the man was like a proud peacock, ignoring everyone. After a while, those people didn't dare to come over anymore.
Soon everything was ready at the stadium, and Su Yuxi sat up straight to watch the game.
She didn't know how much money Hua Zan had spent, but since she could make money for no reason, she naturally wanted to keep an eye on it.
As cheers surged from the crowd, the barriers were lowered, and the horses shot forward like arrows released from a bow, their hooves thundering and their steps lightning-fast.
At the beginning, her horse was not particularly fast; it was only of average speed.
But it received the most attention because at that time, Hua Xiaoye's horse was still an injured horse, and it was already an extraordinary performance to reach this position.
But getting first place is absolutely impossible.
Sure enough, by the second lap, the horse had slowed down, and the other horses were close behind.
Hua Zan was extremely tense. He had just been provoked and was furious, so he wanted to wait until his horse won first place so he could go over and slap them in the face as the victor.
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