"My God! Are you sure this is just an ordinary horse race? Why do I feel like it's more like the World Horse Emperor Super Grand Prix?"
"Holy moly! Even in the World Horse Emperor Super Grand Prix, there aren't two riders riding bareback, right? Today's trip was totally worth it!"
"It can't be real! It must be an illusion! How could there be two riding bareback? That's absurd! Even the Western Horse Emperor hasn't mastered the skill of riding bareback!"
"This is impossible! Qin Yu knows how to ride bareback too?" Cheng Sheng couldn't sit still anymore and suddenly stood up with a whoosh!
A brilliant light burst forth from Mo Yuqi's eyes, realizing Qin Yu wasn't just a no-goodnik—he truly had skills!
Mo Yuqi's mood suddenly improved, "Mr. Cheng, if that eight hundred million is making you sweat, I can lend it to you after the race as a revolving fund.
However, I will charge interest on this eight hundred million."
