Her voice was very soft, as if it would disappear with the wind in the next moment.
However, the people standing beside her had all heard it.
Old Master Gu's expression was shocked, and he subconsciously asked, "Ah Qing, who are you calling?"
His voice was trembling slightly.
Gu Siyang was standing on her right. He was momentarily stunned when he heard it, and his eyes immediately followed her line of sight.
In the horse racing area, a figure dressed in a red riding suit was particularly eye-catching.
She held the reins with one hand and swung the whip with the other. Her slender legs clamped down on the horse's belly, and the vigorous cyan-colored horse began to gallop rapidly.
Her posture was straight as she sat on the horse's back. She was slender and lean, and she exuded a valiant aura all over her body.
"That is--"
Gu Tingfeng also appeared to be momentarily lost in his thoughts when he saw that figure.
