"Red Rabbit, go!" Xu Xiaoyan, seeing Yan Xiaofei’s excited look, stood up and started shouting as well. "Red Rabbit, go!" Heizi and his group also followed suit. Gradually, other spectators started joining in the chant, including people from other ranches... One must admit, in these not-so-formal competitions, the spirit of participation is indeed more valued than winning or losing. Everyone was just having fun, and a young horse entering its first race charged from the back to the top ten and was still advancing, making the audience excited—a young horse indeed, though Red Rabbit’s size was anything but small. At first, Yan Fei was the only one whistling like a rogue, and then someone else joined in, and before long, whistles were heard everywhere. The atmosphere was so lively that even the sun didn’t seem as hot. The first race was meant to stir up the audience’s emotions, and seeing the situation on the field, even the announcer in the loudspeaker started cheering for Red Rabbit, never forgetting to mention the new Honeysuckle Ranch with every introduction. "Second place, Red Rabbit came in second," the announcer in the loudspeaker was extremely excited. "The top three crossed the finish line almost at the same time. If it weren’t Red Rabbit’s first race and looking like it wasn’t familiar with the rider, starting a few seconds late, I think it might have surprised everyone even more." "Red Rabbit, Red Rabbit, Red Rabbit..." The spectators also started chanting Red Rabbit’s name. Although it didn’t get first place, everyone still gave it the highest honorary cheers. "Old Hatton, you lost!" Dylan smilingly extended his hand. "You misjudged, I misjudged, all the spectators misjudged! Yan, you gave us a surprise. There’s never been such a big horse getting such a good ranking on the racetrack." Yan Fei wiped non-existent sweat: "Luckily it got second place, otherwise I’d have lost face big time!" "Haha..." The people around burst into laughter, but this time it wasn’t surprise or mockery, but encouragement. "It’s amazing!" Old Hatton willingly took out two hundred bucks, giving Yan Fei and Dylan a bill each. No one said anything about entering formal horse races. These competitions are just for fun; even the horse that got first would get crushed in an official race. Moreover, Red Rabbit’s big size, even if it had gotten first, wouldn’t really convince anyone. After giving Yan Fei the money, Old Hatton turned to collect the bets he’d won from other ranch owners he gambled with—Old Hatton was indeed skilled, with his horse finishing third. Besides Dylan’s first place, everyone else lost to him. After pocketing the cash, Yan Fei stuffed the money into his bag, took the bag off, handed it to his wife, and said to those around, "I’m going to participate in the second event now, wait for me to tame the wildest horse!" "Hey!" Others smiled watching him get ready, and Dylan shouted out, "Be careful, if you fall, remember to leave the horse quickly!" "Thanks!" Yan Fei smiled at Dylan. "Old Hatton, still want to bet?" "Of course!" Old Hatton gleefully waved the bills in his hand, having won more than he lost, still coming out ahead. "Who would dislike having more cash? Dylan, you old guy, want to bet?"