Chapter 240 Who Is Taming Who? (1/2)

At that moment, the Young Master wearing a brocade robe suddenly leapt straight at Old White and grabbed onto its neck thinking flip himself up to ride on it. But with a throw of Old White's back, the Young Master flew up and flipped in the air before landing back on the ground to backpedal a few steps.

And at that moment, Old White seemed to be highly restless, its hooves kicking upon the ground as it neighed softly a few times before it suddenly charged straight towards the man wearing a brocade robe, to knock down the man who had just barely managed to regain his balance and pinned him under its great belly.

Seeing the brocade robed man crushed till his face flushed a deep red, unable to escape as he struggled in vain, the crowd outside the arena roared with laughter, the raucous laughter reverberating throughout the venue, exceptionally loud.

The brocade robed man was feeling rather humiliated from being laughed at and being pressed down by the immovable fat horse on top of his body, rage immediately filled up within him. He then pulled a dagger from out of the air and immediately stabbed it straight towards Old White.

Seeing that scene, Feng Jiu's eyes flashed with a cold glint and with a flick of her fingers, a silver needle shot out, whizzing through the air.

”Oww!”

The brocade robed man cried out in pain, and with a gasp, the dagger dropped from his hand. When he saw the silver needle dangling from his wrist, he shouted out in rage.

”Who is it! Who executed that sneak attack on me! ?”

Everyone saw that his hand had been about to stab down but he had suddenly cried out and stopped, the dagger in his hand then falling to the ground, The crowd then immediately started murmuring.

At that moment, Feng Jiu who was among the crowd tapped down the tip of her foot and summoned her Qi to leap gracefully into the arena.

Everyone only saw an eye catching flash of a red figure, and red clothes soaring through the air where in the next moment, the figure landed gracefully on the ground. That fabulously handsome countenance and his entire being exuding with n.o.bility, the devilish youth stood within the arena with his hands behind his back. His chin slightly lifted, his clear eyes looking down at everything, an ent.i.ty that was the pure example of peerless and alluring reverence.

”Who is that person? Why did he suddenly go in there?”

”That youth looks just amazingly outstanding! Could he be a member of the n.o.bility?”