CHAPTER 1275: CHAPTER 248: UTTER DEFEAT, ACCEPTING THE CHALLENGE 6

The two walked into the racetrack, where two horses stood at the edge: one was entirely black and shiny, and the other a red chestnut color. Just like Meng Junci had said, they stood quietly, gently licking the grass on the ground.

"Yun Ya, do you know, I’ve always envied you." But no more in the future.

Meng Junci said this, paying no heed to Yun Ya’s reaction, and walked to the black horse. With a swift and elegant motion, she mounted the horse, winning applause from the crowd.

Yun Ya’s lips curled subtly as she gently stroked the mane of the red chestnut horse. The horse snorted a few warm breaths through its nostrils and pawed the ground restlessly with its front legs. Yun Ya smiled, tugged the reins, and mounted the horse with more fluency and grace, also earning a round of applause.

Yun Ya gently tugged the reins, causing the horse to rear its front hooves. Sitting steadily, she kept her composure throughout, even as many spectators held their breath nervously. Yan Song stood up abruptly, tense.

The next moment, the horse settled its front hooves on the ground with a snort, calming down completely. Yun Ya gently patted the horse’s side, whispering into its ear, "Good horse."

The track was straight, 1600 meters long, a two-way track. The starting point was also the endpoint, and whoever returned first would be the winner.

At the judge’s signal, Meng Junci turned to glance at Yun Ya. Yun Ya didn’t miss the fleeting hint of murder in her eyes. It seemed this woman intended to kill her here. Bold indeed. Let’s see who’s the deer and who the hunter.

Yun Ya sneered coldly. As Meng Junci shot off, Yun Ya tightened the reins, hugged the horse’s belly with her legs, and with a crisp "hyah," the horse galloped forward.

The two figures gradually shrank into bean-sized shadows, like gales sweeping by.

Meng Junci was far ahead, with Yun Ya close behind. Many believed this race was a foregone conclusion. Despite Ji Yunya’s decent riding skills, Meng Junci had a significant lead. But considering Ji Yunya’s performance in previous races, it’s best not to jump to conclusions before the results are in, lest they be embarrassed.

The wind howled past her ears, brushing Yun Ya’s cheeks until they ached. After a thousand meters, the other racers were fading from view. Yun Ya watched Meng Junci running ahead, responding with even more caution. At this moment, Yun Ya suddenly sensed something amiss with her horse. She knew the problem was definitely with the horse—could they want her trampled by a mad horse? It was a good plan, indeed, but did they really think no one would find out? This woman’s brain was indeed foolish. If she died, Brother Yan could easily trace it back to her. Could she escape unscathed then?

Since you show no humanity, don’t blame me for my lack of loyalty.

A chill flashed in Yun Ya’s eyes. She clamped her legs tighter around the horse’s belly and shouted sharply, "Hyah." In the next moment, the horse shot forward, almost side-by-side with Meng Junci. Yun Ya could feel her horse growing more uneasy—it suddenly let out a scream, its body swaying left and right, but its speed did not diminish one bit. "Ah... help, this horse is going mad..." she cried, leaning over, trying to grab Meng Junci’s coat. Meng Junci’s lips curved with a triumphant smile as she urged her horse faster. Using the blind spot for cover, she suddenly lifted her leg to kick Yun Ya off her horse. Yun Ya stared at her in disbelief, "What are you doing?" Her eyes were full of incredulity.

A flash of madness crossed Meng Junci’s eyes, "Go die. Every year on the anniversary, I’ll burn you some more ritual money."

Just as her leg was about to strike Yun Ya, a stone suddenly flew from nowhere, hitting Meng Junci’s calf. She groaned in pain; the leg she intended to kick with fell limp. Her brows knitted in agony. The next moment, her horse let out a shriek, appearing to go berserk. It threw her off, and she fell heavily to the ground. Yun Ya tightened the reins and "Hyah," mercilessly trampling over her. The horse’s hoof stepped directly on her right arm. Meng Junci screamed, staring up shockingly at the eyes glancing down from atop the horse.

Cold, cruel, mocking.

They ruthlessly ridiculed her stupidity and pitiful state.

Meng Junci’s eyes widened in disbelief, "You... you...."

In a flash, she understood. Ji Yunya had known all along, but how had she done it? Had she been waiting all along?

Even she had decided in the spur of the moment; everything had been arranged only today. How did Ji Yunya know?