At the referee's command, Tyson Law slammed his long whip down on Morning Glory's white back, urging her to gallop wildly toward the finish line!
Tyson used so much force that Morning Glory let out a pained whinny, but her four hooves thundered on—his efforts had effect!
The crowd by the track couldn't help frowning at Tyson Law's rough whipping.
"Even if Morning Glory is just a horse and not a person, it must still hurt, right?"
"Ugh, why do you care so much? Why be merciful to a damn animal? Aren't all the wild horses at the club tamed with a good beating like this at the start?"
"Exactly! Who cares what riding method the Second Young Master Law uses, as long as he wins!"
"So what if Morning Glory gets hurt? Even if she's injured, they'll patch her up afterwards!"
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Truthfully, Tyson Law hadn't practiced riding in a long time, but those twenty seconds saw him pour all his strength into charging forward!
