The women and wives grew more and more outrageous with their statements. How good was Qin Yu's hearing? His face darkened, and he quickly squeezed the horse's belly, sending Little Red dashing away.
In just a moment, Qin Yu had caught up with the third-to-last horse.
The preliminary race would eliminate five horses, meaning Qin Yu needed to overtake at least three more horses. He glanced ahead; the closest horse was leading Little Red by just two body lengths.
The third one, however, was leading Little Red by at least ten meters!
And at this point, that horse was less than four hundred meters from the finish line!
For an ordinary racehorse, catching up ten meters in a four-hundred-meter distance was very challenging, but for the current Little Red, it was easy and simple!
