Lin Wanwan sprinted into the field at full speed and pushed off the donkey pressing down on Xiao Xianghua’s leg. A six to seven hundred-pound donkey was as if weightless under her hand, and her swift and decisive actions left everyone stunned. The young lady who deliberately collided mumbled, "Indeed, a country bumpkin, all brute strength." Lin Wanwan, self-taught through the Barefoot Doctor Manual, had even spent money buying organized medical teaching videos. Compared to the numerous medical workers of the Great Tang, she could undoubtedly be considered highly skilled. At this moment, she felt Xiao Xianghua’s bone through the pant leg, and Lin Wanwan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, comforting, "The bone should be fine. How do you feel? Any dizziness or nausea?" Xiao Xianghua shook her head, her face ashen, not from pain, but fear. The donkey’s two legs were broken and it couldn’t struggle up, but fortunately, Xiao Xianghua only suffered a bruise. Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩·𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖·𝘯𝘦𝘵 Lu Ying’er rode her horse forward, bit her lip, and asked in a low voice, "Hey, are you okay?" Xiao Xianghua lowered her eyes and said, "I’m fine." Lin Wanwan suddenly turned her head, her eyes shooting two sharp arrows. The aura startled even the horse Lu Ying’er was riding, causing it to involuntarily take a step back. Lu Ying’er felt embarrassed, her face red like the equator, "What are you glaring at?" Lin Wanwan helped Xiao Xianghua stand up, sneering, "I’m glaring, so what?" Lu Ying’er, strong in appearance but weak inside, said, "You! Try glaring again." Lin Wanwan scoffed, giving the other a sideways glance. Lin Wanwan always mastered the art of silent mockery. In conflicts before, she would provoke the opponent into action first without ever failing. No matter how it went, she would only defend herself and never strike first; striking first meant losing. Lu Ying’er was about to lose her temper when the girl with upturned brows who deliberately collided used a polo mallet to point at Lin Wanwan, saying, "Don’t just talk big. It’s normal to fight verbally or physically on the polo field. Who can guarantee not getting hurt while playing polo? Who’s to blame if your skills aren’t up to par? If you’re not convinced, then get on the field and compete for real." After speaking, she glanced at the incense burning on the side of the field and sneered, "There’s still half a stick of incense left. What, are you surrendering?" Xiao Liwei shouted, "He Miao, how can you do this? Is this how you play, are you playing polo or hitting people?" The girl called He Miao indifferently replied, "What about me? We’re playing polo, not donkey polo. Who told your donkey to be inferior to our horse!" "Clearly, you people are messing around, can’t take losing?" "Who are you calling unable to accept losing? In the end, who’s really losing." A few people were about to argue, and Lin Wanwan signaled Xiao Xianghua’s maid to take her away, then interrupted the quarreling parties, "Didn’t you say you wanted to continue? Then let’s compete." He Miao looked at Lin Wanwan and sneered, "Do you still have anyone to play?" "Which sister would like to step up and lend us a helping hand?" Xiao Liwei looked at the girls crowded around, but those she looked at all lowered their heads. The Xiao Family girls today unexpectedly got into a real fight with the Lu Family Lady. This muddy water, they dared not wade into. In a team, there’s always a backbone, it’s never a draw. In the upper-class circles of Qiantang’s noble girls, the backbone is Lu Ying’er. Whether it’s the background of the Wu County Lu family or the maternal Xiao family of the Lanling Qi Liang house, they are not to be underestimated. And the young ladies of the Xiao Mansion are merely a branch separated from the Imperial Uncle’s House of the Xiao clan, how can they be compared to Lu Ying’er? Usually, they flatter Lu Ying’er. Today they lost their heads, really started a fight. Playing polo matches usually doesn’t matter, they often play together, but to quarrel is rare. The prize today was just too important. Actually, anyone could see that Lu Ying’er just wanted to embarrass the Xiao Family’s country girl, yet the Xiao family sisters stubbornly took them on today, what’s the point? "I’ll do it." Lin Wanwan had already led the horse of the Xiao clan’s concubine’s son from the other side of the field. Looking at the two timid boys, Lin Wanwan was furious, the second house’s education of the concubine’s sons was outrageously lacking. Her sisters were being bullied, yet neither dared to speak up, claiming that a good man doesn’t fight with a woman. But the other gentlemen are competing on another field, and these two can’t blend in there either. "Ah, Cousin Wanwan, you haven’t even learned to ride a horse, don’t mess around." Xiao Ronghua and the others hurriedly tried to dissuade her. She was holding a real horse, not a donkey. This was not a joke; if one were thrown off while the horse was running, it could cost a life. Lin Wanwan calmly said, "Actually, I have a strong talent for sports. It’s just horse riding, I’ve already learned. As for polo rules, after watching you play for a long time, I understand as well. If I don’t play, are you going to compete three against four? I’m not doing this for you; I just don’t want to lose my Glazed Mirror to them." The Xiao family’s three sisters’ earnest pleas were in vain, and even Hua Nong was anxiously flushed, but once Lin Wanwan made up her mind, it was like she’d swallowed iron weights; she’d never change her decision. No choice, they had to let her in the game, she wouldn’t even accept Xiao Ronghua’s suggestion to switch horses. Polo continued, and tactics were of no consequence, Lin Wanwan simply focused on the opponent’s horse. Lin Wanwan had indeed just learned to ride, but the body modified by the Space-Time Gate rendered her with unparalleled physical prowess. Regarding riding, she wasn’t bluffing, because she was confident that with her reaction speed and physical strength, she could palm-strike a horse dead and land safely should unexpected incidents occur. Animals are much more sensitive than humans. Before getting on the horse, Lin Wanwan pressed her hand on the horse’s neck for a while before mounting. Once seated, the horse became obedient, as Lin Wanwan exerted immense pressure on it, as if it was carrying not a human but a fierce beast radiating murderous intent. Even though it was just an ordinary horse, it now dared to rival the tall, leggy thoroughbreds. It wasn’t that the horse suddenly became enlightened; it sensed that if it didn’t perform with all its might, the person on top was ready to squeeze it to death with her legs, and nothing could stop its survival instinct. The onlookers on the sidelines whispered, craning their necks. "Wasn’t that country girl just learning to ride a donkey?" "Such impressive horse control skills, was she pretending not to know on the sidelines just to disorient?" "Red team might be in danger now. She may not be skilled at polo, but she’s extraordinarily brave." "Those from the countryside are ignorant of the world, bravery won’t go unpunished, plenty will teach her a lesson." Lin Wanwan played increasingly well, able to feel the tense yet excited emotions of the horse beneath her. A rider who gains a horse’s recognition is invincible. However, Lin Wanwan’s reason for playing was never about polo, all her life she believed in returning virtue with virtue, and repaying grievances straight. She never holds grudges because she typically avenges them on the spot.