Salute to the General novel Chapter 2858

Fausto was taken aback when he saw that horse.

He then confessed, “This is a horse that a Eurasian horse dealer sold to me. Supposedly, it's a wild horse that he caught at Eurasia's northern borders. It has a fierce character. Although it has the potential to become the king of racehorses, even the best horse trainer I have here was unable to tame it. The horse nearly died from the training, and it ended up losing weight until it turned from a muscular mare into this skinny state. Still, it refused to submit.”

Fausto turned and frowned at Nathan. “Mr. Cross, this is a wild horse that's difficult to tame. Don't even think of riding it.”

However, Nathan calmly answered, “You can't tame it because you're too weak, so it refuses to submit to you.”

Fausto was livid to hear that. He exclaimed indignantly, “I have the best horse trainers in the world here. Please refrain from making comments if you don't know horses well to avoid embarrassing yourself!”

Nathan responded in a glacial tone, “The one who has embarrassed himself is you. I want this horse. It'll be the one. Name a price, and I'll buy it.”

Initially, Fausto wanted to reject Nathan.

However, a moment of contemplation later, he recalled that Nathan was buying the horse to compete against Bryon.

If he did not sell the horse to Nathan, Bryon would not be able to compete with Nathan, and he might be angry because of that.

Hence, he replied, “I've spent ten million in Eurasian currency for this horse. If you want to buy it, it'll be one hundred million.”

Upon hearing that, Colin snapped, “Are you trying to rob him? A hundred million for something you bought for ten million?”

Fausto furrowed his brows and uttered, “I'm a businessman. Of course I'd buy things for a low price and sell them for a high price. Moreover, this horse has the potential to be the best of its kind. If you can tame it, it'll be worth more than three hundred million. It's not absurd if I sell it for a hundred million.”

Colin was about to argue with the man, but Nathan cut him off indifferently, “It's only a hundred million. Colin, give it to him.”

“Yes, sir.”

Nathan then turned to Bryon and said with a smile, “It seems a little boring for us to merely find out who will win in this race. It's not thrilling enough. Don't you think it'll be better with a bet?”

Bryon raised his brows, interested. “What kind of bet would you like to make?”