Chapter 249: The southwest is really too small!

When Lin Yang and Liu Yan arrived at the horse field, Liu Yan went to the front desk and took a pack of cigarettes.

She took out a cigarette and handed it to Lin Yang.

Seeing Lin Yang not take it, she gave a soft laugh, lit it herself and started smoking.

Seeing her like that, Lin Yang always felt she had a story.

"May I ask you to tell your story?"

Hearing Lin Yang's inquiry, Liu Yan took a puff of her cigarette, gave a light laugh, and said.

"You're really curious about everything."

"My story is just those cliché, trashy tales you find everywhere—what's there to listen to?"

"I want to hear you say it."

Liu Yan glanced at Lin Yang, suddenly smiled, and said.

"Forget it, I, Miss, am also leaving; perhaps we'll never meet again in this life, so I'll satisfy your curiosity."

"I am the eldest daughter of the Liu family of Jinling, taken for a political marriage; however, we had just gotten engaged when that man died."

"They all say I killed that man, so I ran away."

After saying that, she continued smoking.

Lin Yang looked at her strangely and asked.

"That's it?"

"No, what else do you want to hear?"

Lin Yang shook his head, despite Liu Yan saying it so lightly.

But Lin Yang could still imagine how many unpleasant rumors Liu Yan had heard in Jinling back then.

"Kid, sis doesn't need your pity."

"Sis is living very comfortably."

Hearing that, Lin Yang took the cigarette from her hand and said.

"If you're living comfortably, why are you still smoking?"

"Miss, am I not allowed to like it?"

Lin Yang shook his head and said to her.

"Your lungs are about the same as an ordinary person's, meaning you smoke infrequently; whether you like it, you know yourself."

Having been exposed just like that by Lin Yang, Liu Yan looked at him and said.

"Then if I don't smoke, what should I do when I feel annoyed?"

"Chew gum."

Hearing Lin Yang's words, Liu Yan puffed a laugh, then gave him a white eye.

"Yo, Boss Liu, you've found yourself a fresh pretty boy."

"No wonder you've been indifferent to us; turns out you're keeping a pretty boy outside."

A youth about twenty-five or twenty-six, with a few friends, walked up to the front desk.

Looking at the youth, Liu Yan frowned and said.

"Yang Cheng, watch your mouth."

The youth called Yang Cheng gave a cold snort and looked at Lin Yang.

"Kid, where are you from, what crowd do you run with—I've never seen you before."

Seeing the arrogant Yang Cheng, Lin Yang laughed and said.

"My name is Lin Yang, I'm from the southwest city district."

"Lin Yang?"

Yang Cheng muttered it once, then said.

"Are you from the Lin family?"

"If you mean the Lin family of Lin Tianzheng, then I'm not."

Yang Cheng, not hearing any other meaning, gave a cold snort and said.

"You're not from the Lin family, yet you dare speak so arrogantly—are you looking for a fight?"

At that moment, a lackey nearby stepped forward and said.

"Do you know who this is? He's a member of the Yang family, one of the Four Great Families!"

"You know Yang Kaitai, right? He's his cousin; you know Yang Guobin, right? He's his uncle!"

Hearing the lackey's words, Lin Yang revealed a strange smile.

"This southwest is really small—you can run into the Four Surnames wherever you go."

He nodded and said, "This time I know."

"Knowing that, get lost quick!"

At that moment, Yang Cheng stepped forward again.

He chuckled and said to Lin Yang.

"When we're out and about, we value winning people over with reason."

"This isn't a horse field, right? Let's have a horse race—whoever loses leaves the horse field."

Upon hearing that, Liu Yan immediately stopped him.

"No way!"

"Yang Cheng often comes to the horse field."

She knows Yang Cheng's horsemanship is formidable; if Lin Yang really raced him, he would surely lose!

Lin Yang smiled slightly and said to Liu Yan.

"Boss Liu, don't you forget how I beat Young Master Li?"

"It's just a horse race, right? Then I agreed to him."

Seeing Lin Yang agree, Yang Cheng laughed heartily and said to Lin Yang.

"Like this, let's add another stake, otherwise it's boring."

Lin Yang looked at him, chuckling, and asked.

"What stake do you want to add?"

Yang Cheng took out a card and said proudly.

"I didn't bring much money when I went out; this card has three million, so we'll bet three million."

Lin Yang also took out a card and placed it on the front desk.

"Sure, I'll bet with you."

At this moment, Yang Cheng's lackey questioned.

"You say the card has three million, so it does, but I don't believe it."

"Your whole body's worth isn't even as much as Young Master Yang's pair of shoes; how could you have three million?"

Yang Cheng smirked at Lin Yang.

"Or, prove it?"

Liu Yan still wanted to say something, but Lin Yang said to the front desk.

"Trouble, take out the POS machine so I can check the balance."

Upon hearing that, the front desk brought out the POS machine; Lin Yang swiped it and then said.

"Sigh, my eyesight isn't great lately; I can't make out the numbers on it. Young Master Yang, could you count them for me?"

Yang Cheng heard that and snorted coldly.

"Sure, I'd like to see how much money you have."

"One zero, two zeros, seven zeros..."

After counting to the end, Yang Cheng sucked in a breath of cold air.

"Holy shit, over four billion?!"

Upon hearing that, Lin Yang looked as if he had suddenly realized.

"Turns out I have over four billion."

Seeing Lin Yang's look of realization, Liu Yan couldn't help but chuckle.

Meanwhile, Yang Cheng's face looked somewhat grim.

He had intended to show off, but instead became the green leaves beside the flowers.

His entourage looked at Lin Yang with different eyes.

"Hmph, what's so great about being a nouveau riche? Can't you even compare to the Yang family?"

At that moment, someone in the crowd said.

"That's over four billion in cash—how could that not count as a nouveau riche?"

"Shut up!"

Yang Cheng shouted a rebuke, then looked at Lin Yang and said.

"What's the use of being rich? This is a racetrack, and Boss Liu loves those skilled in horsemanship!"

"Let's see whose horsemanship is better."

Lin Yang laughed, nodded, and said, "Sure."

"Hmph, quickly bring out my Chasing Wind Horse; today I'll show off my skills!"

Upon reaching the racetrack, Yang Cheng, seated on the white Chasing Wind Horse, looked at Lin Yang with a smug expression.

"Soon you'll find out what the Little Prince of Horse Racing is!"

At this moment, Lin Yang didn't put on any protective gear and directly mounted his horse.

"Let's see the real skill beneath our hands."

At this time, Liu Yan, sitting in the grandstand, chewed gum and cheered for Lin Yang.

"Lin Yang, go for it!"

Seeing this, Yang Cheng gritted his teeth in anger.

Then a whistle blew, and the brown horse Lin Yang was on shot out ahead.

This time, Lin Yang didn't control Yang Cheng's horse; instead, he drove his own horse to gallop wildly.

Behind him, Yang Cheng immediately became anxious.

He shouted at the racetrack.

"Quick, quick, interfere with him!"

The horse-riding Lin Yang drew his long sword and shouted a great shout.

"Let's see who dares!"

The long sword flashed with cold light, shocking everyone into immobility.

Yang Cheng's Chasing Wind Horse beneath him was even more startled by the killing intent, beginning to lose control and bolt wildly.

Meanwhile, Liu Yan on the stage saw this scene, and her eyes gleamed.

At this moment, Lin Yang, holding his long sword and riding his horse, came forth like an ancient general, mighty and imposing.