Chapter 118 Confrontation


    Violeta said, "If they''re buying the horse, why do they need to hit it?"


    Sara replied, "Because there''s a nasty woman!"


    Julian warned, "Sara, don''t talk like that."


    Sara pouted and muttered, "I''m not making it up. N whips the horses every time shees here ... "


    The inn also sold horses, but not everyone treated them kindly.


    Some people saw horses aspanions, while others viewed them merely as tools.


    People on the Yurndia Grasnds, who spent every day with their horses, naturally felt upset when their horses were beaten.


    However, N Smith was a big client, so they had to tolerate her behaviour.


    As they passed by Princess''s stall, Violeta couldn''t help but ask, "Can I choose her?"


    Julian replied, "Are you sure? She might throw you off."


    "I want to go in and see."


    Seeing Violeta''s interest in Princess, Julian opened the door. "Go ahead."


    Once inside, Violeta was struck by how beautiful the white horse was.


    With her snowy white coat, she would look majestic running across the Yurndia Grasnds.


    However, as Violeta looked closer, she noticed a small notch in Princess''s ear. "What''s this? Why does she have a notch in her ear?"


    Sara said angrily, "It''s all N''s fault! Princess was up for sale, but she''s too spirited and got returned multiple times. N couldn''t tame her, and when she came back, her ear had a notch. We couldn''t sell her after that, so Dad decided to keep her for ourselves."


    Violeta pressed her lips together, a flicker of displeasure in her eyes.


    Such a beautiful horse, marred by a man-made w from mistreatment.


    It was such a waste!


    Just then, N''s people came out of the eastern stable, dragging a few horses with them. Violeta and the others turned to see a woman wearing a red hat leading the group, followed by several men dressed in Yurndian attire.


    One of the horses had fresh whip marks on its body, red and raw.


    N''s method of taming horses was simple-beat them into submission.


    "Why do you still do business with someone like her?" Violeta asked.


    Julian sighed. "N''s family controls all the horse trading channels around here. If we don''t sell to her, we have no other buyers. We can''t afford to keep all the horses."


    Feeding one horse might not cost much, but feeding a herd was expensive.


    The inn couldn''t sustain so many horses.


    As he spoke, one of the horses N was leading resisted. N immediately raised her whip and began tosh it.N?velDrama.Org ? content.


    Whack-whack


    The people standing next to her acted like it was nothing unusual, wearing mocking expressions.


    N had her own method for


    whipping horses. She knew exactly


    where to strike to inflict the most pain so with eachsh, the horse''s cries grew more pained.


    Julian and Sara couldn''t bear to watch.


    Violeta couldn''t stand it any longer. She stepped forward and shouted, "Stop it!"


    "Hmm?"


    N paused and turned to look at Violeta. Her eyesnded on Violeta''s face, and she initially seemed a bit surprised.


    Then, she muttered something in Yurndianese to Violeta, "Outsiders shouldn''t meddle in our business, or I''ll whip you too."


    It was obvious that Violeta and her group were not from the Yurndia Grasnds. N could tell they were tourists, and she had seen plenty of their kind before. She didn''t take Violeta seriously at all.


    Besides, in all of Yurndia, N''s family was powerful and feared no one.


    Having said her piece, N turned back and prepared to continue whipping the horse.


    Violeta strode forward and grabbed N''s whip tightly. "It''s a living being too. Why are you abusing it?"


    "None of your business. I told you not to interfere, or I''ll whip you too!"


    N yanked the whip out of Violeta''s grip. No one at the inn dared to stop and now, infuriated by Violet


    her,


    she swung the whip at hecontent


    The distance was too close for Violeta to dodge in time.


    The whip came down with a loud "crack."


    Violeta''s eyshes fluttered. When she focused, she saw a sleeve of a luxury casual shirt in front of her eyes.


    "Hayden? Are you okay?"


    The whip had struck Hayden''s forearm. His thin, casual shirt was no match for the horsehide.


    N''ssh was strong enough to leave welts on a horse, let alone human skin.


    Violeta quickly grabbed Hayden''s hand and pulled up his sleeve to look. Sure enough, there was a blood-red welt.


    N looked at Hayden''s face, slightly surprised by how handsome these tourists were.


    "Hade."


    "Hade, are you okay?"


    Zoren and the others came over from the stable, checking Hayden''s injury.


    N crossed her arms, exuding an air of arrogance. "You guys are tourists, right? What are your names?"


    Seeing the whip mark on Hayden''s arm, they all red at N with anger.


    They were beyond the point of civility, it was only their restraint that kept them from retaliating immediately. Julian quickly ran over to diffuse the situation. "N, they are guests of our inn! How could you do this?"