Kemp felt like he was gonna puke.
With a poker face, Theo casually lifted the whip in his hand and gave it a hearty swing.
The whip landed on the backside of Jonah's horse. The next second, the horse darted off, Jonah and all.
Jonah, unable to control his startled horse, could only shout from a distance, "Theo! It was just a joke, man! How could you do this to me?!"
Theo stowed his whip, his face as impassive as ever.
Bartlett chuckled softly, "Theo, Kemp, shall we continue our match over there?"
Kemp nodded, "Let's go."
Theo responded indifferently, but his eyes unconsciously drifted to Ellinor. Her match with the others had already begun.
She was galloping towards the woods, currently in the lead.
...
Theo, Kemp, and Bartlett headed to the equestrian field to have a friendly competition to kill some time.
Soon, Jonah came back on his horse, cursing the three of them as he joined in.
And so, more than an hour passed.
Ellinor, Belinda, Byran, and Haillie hadn't returned from their race.
Though the Mountain Racecourse was huge, there was only one grassland and one forest suitable for horse racing.
Even if they had been racing all this time, they should have returned by now.
Even if they weren't tired, the horses must have been.
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