The number one position at Dutian Racecourse had always been reserved for Gu Tingyin's Brightmoon.
For so many years, although Brightmoon has long since stopped competing, she still occupied the first position.
And now, Qingfeng had become number two.
The annual horse race event lasted for three days. During this period, because several races would be held, more than one champion horse would be born.
Qingfeng had made a name for himself last year, but in fact, there had been another champion horse who had also won first place.
The reason he was ranked second was obviously because of Shen Li.
"Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I went to see Qingfeng," Shen Li said.
Gu Tinglan smiled and said, "Anyway, now that you're back, you'll have plenty of time. If you miss him, just go straight to the racecourse. I'm sure he misses you a lot."
Shen Li nodded. "I plan to go there this afternoon."
