The Prime Minister’s Darling-Chapter 1552 - 754 Complete Victory! (Second Update)

Those present were unaware that the King of Hei Feng had already retired; however, Han Ye knew it all too well.

This horse had grown old and was already unable to fight. Moreover, having been triggered by something, it had gone mad searching for its former master, leading the Han Family to judge it as having no military value.

The Han Family declared to the public that it had let the horse retire.

In truth, they had simply discarded it, leaving it to fend for itself in the wild.

According to Chu Nan, if it realized that its old master would never return, it would unhesitatingly sacrifice itself in devotion.

So many days had passed; it must have died of hunger by now.

How could it be standing here perfectly fine before him?

No, not perfectly fine—it had lost a lot of weight.

Han Che had always envied his elder brother’s mount and dreamt of one day riding it himself; he visited it every couple of days, so he was more than familiar with how it looked.

It suddenly dawned on him; it must have been Xiao Liulang who had picked up this horse. Xiao Liulang was a physician, and who knows what methods he might have used to prolong the King of Hei Feng’s life.

Unfortunately, the King of Hei Feng had long since lost its will to fight. What use was its prolonged life? It was nothing but a walking corpse!

Having realized all this, Han Che’s heart shed any trace of apprehension and fear, replaced by boundless scorn and contempt.

"Look who it is, if it isn’t Xiao Liulang," he sneered from atop his Hei Fengqi mount, his gaze falling on Gu Jiao’s spirited little face marked with a red birthmark. "You couldn’t afford to buy a horse, so you stole our Han Family’s old King of Hei Feng?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was taken aback.

"What? Stolen?"

"His King of Hei Feng was stolen?"

"I thought so; wasn’t it the Young Master of the Han Family’s mount? How did it end up with this kid?"

The Cavalry contestants whispering amongst themselves on the sidelines.

To a Cavalry, a horse is like a weapon to a master; no one doesn’t want the best.

But they often can’t have the best and certainly don’t wish for their rivals to have it.

If it belongs to someone out of their league, they can maintain a sense of balance in their minds.

But once it is taken by an ordinary person, that balance is instantly shattered.

"So it was stolen," this notion undeniably made them feel a little better inside.

Unfortunately, Gu Jiao’s presence was not to satisfy the self-soothing psychology of some underdogs; she was there to shatter their illusions.

Gu Jiao spoke calmly, "Your Han Family’s King of Hei Feng? Then call it and see if it responds."

Han Che was caught off guard and looked at the horse atop which Gu Jiao sat, and commanded with authority, "King of Hei Feng! Come here!"

The King of Hei Feng did not move.

"King of Hei Feng!"

Han Che commanded again.

The King of Hei Feng remained still as a mountain.

Han Che frowned.

Strange, the horse had never been so indifferent to him. Even if it wouldn’t let him ride, it at least showed some reaction—

Han Che racked his brains, then a lightbulb went off in his head, "The horseshoes! The horseshoes on its feet are from our Han Family!"

Gu Jiao patted the King of Hei Feng, "Come on, Boss, lift your hoof and let this blind man have a look."

Han Che grew angry, "Who are you calling a blind man!"

The King of Hei Feng lifted its hoof.

Its feet no longer bore the Han Family’s horseshoes but new ones from the National Master Hall.

If Han Che dared, he could take up the issue with the National Master Hall to see if they had stolen the Han Family’s horse.

Han Che clenched his teeth and switched to another line of attack, "Xiao Liulang, you have no right to participate!"

Gu Jiao raised an eyebrow, "If I can be here, I have the right. And by the way, didn’t your Han Family also hire someone to impersonate a distant family member?"

"You..." Han Che choked, his guilt evident.

In the crowd of watching Military Officers, his father’s deputy shook his head subtly at Han Che, signaling that he should stop being led by the nose by Xiao Liulang.

The more he talked, the more he proved that the King of Hei Feng belonged to Xiao Liulang.

Every step Xiao Liulang took seemed to respond to Han Che’s challenges, but in reality, Han Che was falling right into his traps.

Han Che took a deep breath, forcefully calming the turbulent emotions within him, and scoffed disdainfully, "What’s there to be proud of? It’s just an old horse discarded by our Han Family. We’ve already got a new King of Hei Feng; you can take that old worthless thing if you want it!"

"So it’s an old horse."

"I did hear that the King of Hei Feng had retired."

"Isn’t it a bit heartless to just throw away a retired horse?"

"I heard it left on its own."

"It’s clear that this kid stole it!"

"Enough, whatever you’re saying doesn’t matter; bringing an old horse to a contest, this kid must be out of his mind?"