Chapter 620: My Turf, My Rules

When Lin Tian rode his little donkey leisurely to the finish line, the treasured horse of Sweating Blood could no longer hold on, and collapsed onto the ground with a thud.

"Ouch!"

Wang Shao let out a pained scream, thrown to the ground, sprawling in every which way.

The contrast between Lin Tian's victory and the treasured horse of Sweating Blood's collapse was stark.

Even an ordinary horse should have easily bested a little donkey, yet the treasured horse of Sweating Blood was defeated, in such an astonishing manner.

This could only mean there was something wrong with the treasured horse of Sweating Blood.

Therefore, there was also something wrong with the owner of the horse, Wang Shao.

The treasured horse of Sweating Blood was clearly a useless horse, and Wang Shao couldn't possibly be unaware, so if Wang Shao still questioned giving it to Young Master Chu, then Wang Shao must have had ulterior motives.