In the VIP room, the prodigals had turned to stone! This race had been a rollercoaster—from heaven to hell in just one second!

Cheng Sheng stood at his seat, not daring to say a word, for fear that after mocking Duan Feng, Little Red would erupt again!

He Ruotong clutched her chest tightly, feeling her heart was about to leap out of her mouth! She swore to herself that from now on, she would never bet on horse racing again!

Dammit, was this horse racing or tightrope walking? Could my heart please catch a break?

"Mr. Mo... Little Red... is going to lose,"

Diana, unusually, did not mock Qin Yu because she felt he had done very, very well! If someone else had been in his place, they definitely couldn't have done better than Qin Yu!

Qin Yu and Little Red were just unlucky to have encountered the incredibly formidable Fiery Lion!

"No, it won't lose! It absolutely won't lose! Qin Yu promised me! Little Red must win the race's championship!"

In the organizing committee's office, the shareholders were gasping for air. This involved tens of billions! It was only natural to feel nervous! Fortunately, Young Master Guo was reliable!

Only ten meters away from the finish line! Fiery Lion was half a body length ahead of Little Red! No matter how hard Little Red tried, it couldn't catch up with Fiery Lion, which had unleashed its full Bloodline Power!

"Hyah!" In its anxiety, Little Red let out a desperate neigh, trying to break free from the suppression of Qin Yu's True Yuan, attempting to unleash its own Bloodline Power to help its master win the race!

Sensing Little Red's action, Qin Yu quickly infused a stream of True Yuan to suppress Little Red's Bloodline Power!

"Little Red, have you lost your mind? I would rather lose the race than let you become useless! In my eyes, you're worth more than ten billion!"

Qin Yu roared in anger!

Two crystalline horse tears fell from Little Red's beautiful eyes. Little Red was full of self-blame, it was its fault for being useless, otherwise it wouldn't have lost the race!

Although certain of its defeat, Little Red still held onto a sliver of hope, galloping wildly in an effort to catch up with Fiery Lion!

But in some situations, hard work and bursts of effort don't secure victory!

Without unleashing its Bloodline Power, Little Red had already reached its limit of potential!

Would it lose?

Watching Fiery Lion get closer and closer to the finish line, Little Red ran and wept simultaneously!

Qin Yu didn't regret it one bit! Even if they lost the race, he wouldn't allow Little Red to unleash its Bloodline Power!

The money can be earned back! What is money anyway? If need be, he could just take a round on the NASDAQ and the New York Stock Exchange! And if that failed, he could contact his little brothers from the Death God Alliance!

Several of his "little brothers" were top tycoons in the global financial world! What were thirty billion? Even a hundred billion didn't amount to much!

But if Little Red was gone, where could he find another Little Red?

The announcer's voice had gone hoarse, but he still carried on with his duty to commentate.

"Only the last ten meters remain! The last ten meters! Fiery Lion and Little Red are both accelerating! But, Fiery Lion's acceleration is evidently greater than Little Red's!

If this keeps up, Fiery Lion will be today's champion horse!"

In the VIP room, Duan Feng kept shaking his head, "No! No! The one to win has to be Little Red! It must be Little Red! Come on, Uncle! Go, Little Red, go!"

He Ruotong grabbed her hair fiercely and buried her head between her knees. Her heart filled with deep regret. Why had she gone crazy alongside Qin Yu?

This was ten billion!

Full ten billion!

If these ten billion were lost, she would certainly not be able to obtain any resources from the Sects ever again!

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