Chapter 289 (2/2)
This man with an inferior Mud Striped Horse had inscribed his name on three of the four tablets. He was on par with everyone else.
More importantly, he had the initiative.
What if he decided to hide?
What if he took a detour?
All of the spectators were anxious to find out what happened. They hoped that the others would not fan out to find Fang Zhengzhi and fall into his trap.
If Fang Zhengzhi snuck past them, everything would be for naught.
”As long as they guard the first recording tablet, Fang Zhengzhi cannot finish the race either!”
”Exactly, stall Fang Zhengzhi and everything can still progress.”
”But... who would sacrifice themselves to stall Fang Zhengzhi?”
All of the officials looked at each other anxiously.
Wen Dabao was the only one who was excited. He managed to find three joss sticks.
He lit them up at the front of the tablet. He prayed constantly, ”Fang Zhengzhi, you must win. If you win, you will be my brother, you will be my brother, you will be my brother...”
Fang Zhengzhi let the Mud Striped Horse roam by the side and graze on gra.s.s. He lay by the side of the road grilling a Green Furred Rabbit.
He could imagine the crowd waiting to ambush him around the first recording tablet.
It wouldn't matter if he went there earlier or later.
However, if he went on an empty stomach, it would be disadvantageous towards him. By eating, he would have an advantage over his starving opponents.
Fang Zhengzhi knew this, so he patiently grilled his Green Furred Rabbit.
Then, a red figure appeared in front of him.
”Fang Zhengzhi, you're grilling a rabbit here?!” Ping Yang had thought that Fang Zhengzhi would have taken a detour or rushed towards the first recording tablet.
However, she never expected that Fang Zhengzhi would stop in the middle of the compet.i.tion to grill a rabbit.
Is he not afraid of others spotting him?
”You have an opinion?” Fang Zhengzhi continued grilling the rabbit.
”Of course.” Ping Yang pouted.
”Then do you want to have some?”
”Yes!”
”What about the Ninth Prince?” Fang Zhengzhi ignored Ping Yang as he changed his posture.
”Official Fang, thank you for the offer. I'll... have some as well.” The Ninth Prince's voice rang out from afar.
”How did you know that Ninth Brother was here?” Ping Yang was curious. Fang Zhengzhi did not even look in that direction.
”I guessed.” Fang Zhengzhi replied casually. Then, he retrieved a small box filled with spices to flavor the rabbit.
Before long, the aroma filled the air.
The Ninth Prince arrived beside Fang Zhengzhi. He was slightly stunned. He had no idea what Fang Zhengzhi had inside that box.
”Ninth Brother, you're in luck. This fella can't do anything right, but the meat he grills is delicious.” Ping Yang salivated when she thought about the meat she was about to eat.
”It smells great.” The Ninth Prince commended.
Time flew.
Fang Zhengzhi, the Ninth Prince and Ping Yang did not bring up the issue about the compet.i.tion.
After Fang Zhengzhi finished grilling the meat, he chewed on a blade of gra.s.s as he looked into the sky.
”Fang Zhegzhi, aren't you going to the first recording tablet?” Ping Yang asked suspiciously.
”What good would that do?”
”Nothing. They had already decided to ambush you there. Once you are there, they will capture you and restart the race from the first recording tablet.”
”Exactly.”
”So why aren't you surprised that I am here?”
”Why should I be surprised? You're Ping Yang.”
”Oh please!” Ping Yang's mouth twitched as she vented her frustrations. Then, she glanced at the Ninth Prince, ”So how did you guess that he would be here?”
”Because he promised to wait for them at the second recording tablet.” Fang Zhengzhi waved her off as he changed his position once again.
”Humph!” Ping Yang snorted. Even though she didn't want to admit it, it seemed that Fang Zhengzhi knew everything.
The breeze blew gently and the sun crept to its peak. The ground began to heat up.
Fang Zhengzhi decided that it was about time.
He suspected that all of the other compet.i.tors would be hungry and dehydrated after a whole morning without food or water.
”Let's go.” Fang Zhengzhi swept the dust off his clothes and smiled.
”Where to?” Ping Yang stared at Fang Zhengzhi.
”To the finish line, don't you want to take first place?” Fang Zhengzhi replied.
”Finish line, that...”
”You want to ask if the fourth recording tablet is on me?” Fang Zhengzhi waved Ping Yang off when he saw her expression.
”Yes, hand over the fourth recording tablet and I can spare your life!” Ping Yang glared at Fang Zhengzhi.
However, her clear eyes, tiny lips and immature face failed to make any impact.
Instead, she looked rather adorable.
”Hahaha... I think you will not be convinced unless you search me. You can do so now.” Fang Zhengzhi spread his arms.
”Shameless!” Ping Yang's face flushed.
The Ninth Prince did not speak when he saw this. He knew that there was no point in rus.h.i.+ng Fang Zhengzhi.
”You really want to know?” Fang Zhengzhi looked at Ping Yang.
”Of course, I want to come in first!” Ping Yang replied haughtily.