"Phew... That was close." Duan Feng continuously patted his own chest, slowly calming down his nerves.
"Diana, bring Qin Yu over here. Let him rest a bit and prepare for the rematch," he said.
"Yes!"
He Ruotong stared intently at the big screen, speechless. Sixth from last? How could Horse Emperor be sixth from last?
He Ruotong kept her eyes fixed on the slow-motion replay. Soon, her eyes narrowed, though she couldn't understand the situation.
However, He Ruotong was certain and sure that Qin Yu had been holding back!
Why would Horse Emperor hold back? That's not like him at all! He has always aimed to be first. Was it for money? No matter what it was for!
I must follow this bet!
And make it a big one!
Cheng Sheng's young companions also observed the rankings from the first round of the preliminary race. Seeing Red Horse qualify for the rematch with a standing of sixth from last, a mocking expression appeared on their faces.
