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.

in Princess's ear. "What's this?

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

pressed her lips together, a

by a man-made flaw

such a

stable, dragging a few horses with them. Violeta and the others turned to see a woman wearing a red hat leading the

horses had fresh whip marks on its body, red and

of taming horses was simple-beat

do business

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

might not cost much, but feeding a

couldn't sustain

he spoke, one of the horses Nyla was leading resisted. Nyla immediately raised her whip and began

Whack-whack

to her acted like it was nothing unusual,

horses. She knew exactly where to strike to inflict the most pain, so with each

and Sara couldn't

any longer. She stepped forward and

"Hmm?"

paused and turned to look at Violeta. Her eyes landed

shouldn't meddle

and she had seen plenty of their kind before. She didn't take Violeta seriously at

her piece, Nyla turned back and prepared to

strode forward and grabbed Nyla's whip tightly. "It's a living being too.

you not