Phoenix Rising: From Heartache to Heroism

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. Nyla whips the horses every time she comes here ... "

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

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

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

However, Nyla 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 Yurtlandia Grasslands.

small notch in Princess's ear. "What's this? Why does she have a notch in her

angrily, "It's all Nyla's fault! Princess was up for sale, but she's too spirited and got returned multiple times. Nyla couldn't tame her, and when she came back, her ear had a

lips together, a flicker of

horse, marred by a man-made

such a

few horses with them. Violeta and the others turned to see a woman wearing a red hat leading the group, followed by several

whip marks

horses was

do you still do business with someone like her?"

around here. If we don't sell to her, we have no other buyers. We can't afford to keep all the

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

sustain so many

the horses Nyla was leading resisted. Nyla immediately raised her whip and

Whack-whack

like it

exactly where to strike to inflict the most pain,

couldn't bear

longer. She stepped forward and shouted, "Stop

"Hmm?"

at Violeta. Her eyes landed on

muttered something in Yurtlandianese to Violeta, "Outsiders shouldn't meddle in

she had seen plenty of their kind before. She didn't take Violeta seriously at all. Besides, in all of Yurtlandia, Nyla's family

Nyla turned back and prepared to continue whipping

tightly. "It's

not to interfere, or