Qin Yu cracked a slight smile and strode out of the VIP lounge.
Inside the stable, two racetrack staff members walked in and announced in unison, "The final race will start in fifteen minutes, please lead the racehorses out for warm-up activities."
"Got it, you guys can go."
Duan Feng stood protectively in front of Xiao Hong, vigilant to prevent the two workers from getting close to the horse.
The two staff members nodded and left.
When Qin Yu entered the stable, he happened to witness this scene and shook his head gently. These three simpletons were taking things quite seriously.
"You've worked hard; go back and rest."
"Little Uncle, I'm glad you're here. Look, Xiao Hong is okay, right? The feed I just gave to Xiao Hong, I scrimped it from Green-faced Beast!"
Qin Yu stepped forward and gently stroked Xiao Hong's mane, then his expression turned rather colorful.
"Hey, nephew, who allowed you to feed Xiao Hong so much feed? Don't you want Xiao Hong to win the championship?"
