"Miss Gu's a little too much. Look at what happened to the horse's rump. I really can't bear to look down."
"Poor little white horse, it carried too much. It went all out to win the competition."
"It can't be helped. Miss Gu is focused on the race now. Even if the little white horse's legs are injured, she won't stop."
The jockeys were discussing fervently. Some felt sorry for the little white horse, while others criticized Gu Jingtong's actions. Those in their line of work loved horses. In their opinion, it was just a competition. Gu Jingtong had gone too far.
Unlike them, the rich ladies on the other side were staring at Gu Jingtong nervously. They were all cheering for her in their hearts. They did not care if the little white horse was dead or alive. They were only concerned about whether they would lose money.
