183: Chapter 183 The opportunity was given to you, but you were useless!

Darkness is the best cover.

Yaro listened to the even breathing of the two people and felt relieved.

The time had come.

Like a civet cat, she rose lightly and stealthily crept toward the Akhal-Teke Horse.

People from Yang Country have a natural affinity for horses.

She made a unique "hissing" sound with her mouth; this was a horse-taming technique she had learned from her grandfather when she was a child.

Chiyan seemed to sense her goodwill, merely snorting, without showing much resistance.

Yaro was overjoyed.

She nimbly vaulted onto the horse, her movements fluid and seamless.

As long as she got on the horse, she would be free!

Yaro felt a wave of excitement.

However, before she could even settle into the saddle, the Chiyan beneath her began to stir restlessly, rearing its front hooves and letting out an earth-shattering whinny!

"Neigh—!"

A tremendous force surged, and Yaro, caught off guard, was thrown from the horse's back.

"Thump!"

"Cough, cough..."

She was thrown into a dizzying mess, her mouth full of sand.

Before she could react, it suddenly brightened before her eyes.

"Whoosh—"

The campfire, which had been on the verge of extinguishing, suddenly flared up again, its roaring flames instantly illuminating the small campsite.

Qin Feng was sitting cross-legged by the fire, holding a thick, dead branch and feeding it into the flames unhurriedly.

He just watched Yaro quietly, a playful smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.

"I knew you wanted to ride the horse and run away."

He... he had been waiting for her to make a fool of herself?

Yaro was both ashamed and angry, her face flushing bright red.

But Qin Feng's next action left her completely bewildered.

Not only did he not come over to tie her up, but he even tilted his chin at her, his tone carrying a hint of encouragement.

"Don't just stand there, continue."

"..."

Yaro was stunned.

What was this supposed to mean?

He saw her escaping, and instead of stopping her, he told her to continue?

What was the point? Was he humiliating her?

Did he think she really couldn't even tame a single horse?

A stubborn refusal to admit defeat welled up within her.

"You said it!"

She gritted her teeth, climbed up from the ground, brushed the sand off her body, and her eyes became incomparably determined.

She didn't believe in this bad luck today!

She walked toward Chiyan again. This time, she used all her best skills, soothing the horse while trying to establish communication with it.

However, the result was the same.

As soon as she got on the horse, Chiyan acted as if it were equipped with springs, throwing her to the ground once again.

"Again!"

"Bang!"

"I don't believe this!"

"Bang!"

Once, twice, three times...

Yaro was like a Don Quixote fighting windmills, charging again and again, only to be ruthlessly thrown back every time.

Her whole body felt like it was falling apart, and her appearance was disheveled to the extreme.

Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!

She was one of the top riders in Yang Country; how could she not handle a single horse!

"Giggle, giggle..."

A burst of irrepressible laughter came from Lanna.

She didn't know when she had woken up; she was wrapped in a blanket, leaning against Qin Feng, laughing until her body shook, her shoulders trembling.

"I'd say, you'd better stop wasting your energy."

Lanna finally stopped laughing, saying with schadenfreude.

"That is an Akhal-Teke Horse; it has human-like intelligence. Aside from the Chef, no one can ride it."

An Akhal-Teke Horse!

Yaro was shocked.

Of course, she had heard of this legendary steed, but she hadn't expected to see it with her own eyes today.

What shocked her even more was that this man from Long Country could actually tame such a fierce horse?

Why!

Why could this foreign man tame an Akhal-Teke Horse, but she couldn't?

A strong desire to win instantly arose in Yaro's heart.

She took a deep breath, her eyes locked onto Chiyan, as if she wanted to devour the horse alive.

This time, she didn't rush to get on the horse, but walked around Chiyan several times.

She carefully observed its every move, chanting a horse-taming ballad in the ancient language of Yang Country.

A miracle happened.

Chiyan seemed moved by her persistence, and its emotions slowly calmed down.

Yaro seized the opportunity, leaped, and vaulted onto the horse again!

This time, Chiyan only scratched the ground symbolically with its hooves, without throwing her off again.

Success!

Yaro lay on the horse's back, feeling the powerful vitality surging beneath her, and an indescribable ecstasy surged in her heart.

She straightened her back, looked down at Qin Feng by the fire, and curled the corners of her mouth into a provocative arc.

The look in her eyes seemed to say: "See that? This is my ability! You can't stop me!"

Qin Feng looked at her smug appearance and just shook his head with a wry smile.

You little brat, give you a little sunshine, and you really start to shine.

The next second, he was too lazy to even move, just narrowing his eyes slightly.

Beast Intimidation!

A terrifying pressure originating from the depths of the bloodline instantly enveloped Chiyan!

"Neigh—!!!"

Chiyan let out a miserable, piercing whinny, the sound filled with fear from its very soul!

It was as if it had encountered the most terrifying natural enemy in the world!

Its muscles tensed instantly, its four hooves went weak; it wanted to run, but dared not move.

That pressure was like an invisible mountain, pressing down heavily upon it!

Yaro was once again thrown off in an extremely disheveled posture, rolling onto the sand.

This time, she was completely bewildered, her mind a blank.

Why?

What exactly happened just now?

She had clearly succeeded; why would this horse suddenly...

She looked up and happened to see a scene she would never forget for the rest of her life.

Qin Feng stood up from the fire and walked slowly toward the collapsed Chiyan.

And that unruly Akhal-Teke Horse, upon seeing Qin Feng approaching, actually acted like a puppy meeting its master, struggling to get up from the ground, and then... prostrated itself on the ground.

It lowered its noble head, pressing it respectfully against the sand, and let out a "whimper" from its throat, as if worshipping its own king.

Yaro's pupils shrank to the size of pinpricks.

She felt her worldview was completely overturned at this moment.

This could no longer be explained by skill or strength.

This was a kind of... pressure!

A pressure that could make an Akhal-Teke Horse submit!

This man... is so terrifying!

In this instant, Yaro didn't know what adjective to use to describe it.

She only felt her little heart pounding!

Qin Feng walked to Chiyan's side, patted its glossy neck affectionately, and then turned his head to look at Yaro.

"I gave you a chance, but unfortunately, you were useless."

He paused, then delivered the fatal blow.

"This is the second time."

Boom!

Yaro felt like an atomic bomb had exploded in her heart, her mind a blank!

So... it was another trick by this Long Country man.

There won't be a next time!

Since riding the horse didn't work, there must be another way!

Definitely and certainly.

Yaro kept cheering herself on, her mind filled only with the thought that she could not lose.

She absolutely could not lose to this Long Country man!