HLM – Chapter 1088 Geraldine

Wang Bo didn’t want to take this business—not because he didn’t want to make money or didn’t want to sell Tuhao Jin’s breeding rights, but because he wasn’t confident in Tuhao Jin’s bloodline.

Tuhao Jin had a breeding season. During that time, it would mate with ordinary wild horses without hesitation, let alone a thoroughbred. Honestly, letting it ride a thoroughbred would definitely be a dream come true for it.

But Wang Bo knew where its speed and intelligence came from—it was the work of the Heart of the Soul, and he wasn’t sure whether the power of the Heart of the Soul could be inherited through genes.

If it could, that would be fine. If not, Parker would definitely suffer a big loss. Wang Bo liked him and didn’t want to see him get hurt.

Or rather, Wang Bo had a personal interest in him and wanted to maintain a good relationship.

Facing Parker’s expectant gaze, Wang Bo hesitated for a moment before asking, “Um… Craig, how old is Sir Turin this year?”

Parker replied, “He’s almost eight.”

Wang Bo was shocked. “He’s that old and can still participate in speed racing?”

Speed racing, like athletics, is for young horses. Typically, horses aged three to six are most suitable for these races. Of course, it wasn’t that horses were useless after six—they could compete in other events, like top-tier endurance races or the highly prestigious Classic Races.

Parker said, “We originally wanted him to come back to regain his confidence, but our plan failed.”

Wang Bo thought for a moment and said, “How about this? Don’t rush to retire him yet. My trainer is a genius and is excellent at training horses. Send him to my stables. Maybe with some time under my trainer’s guidance, he’ll regain his form.”

It was his idea—leveraging the stables’ powerful resources to help Sir Turin recover some of his condition. Wang Bo believed the Heart of the Stables could make it happen.

Parker was clearly hesitant. He said, “I know Mr. Malong is an excellent trainer, but how could he bring a declining horse back to its peak?”

Wang Bo replied, “You’d have to ask him. But from what I know, he can do it.”

Parker still didn’t believe it. “Mr. Malong is just a jockey. He might know how to train a good horse, but beyond that… I don’t think it’s possible.”

“Oh, don’t get me wrong. I’m not underestimating him. I mean, unless you’re God, who else could do this?” Parker added, worried Wang Bo might overthink it.

Wang Bo smiled. “Then why not give it a try? Let’s set a one-month trial and see the results.”

Parker nodded, visibly intrigued.

Wang Bo patted his shoulder. “Trust me, Sir Turin will regain his form. How about this—you come with me to Sunset Town and see my stables. They’re pretty good.”

Parker thought for a few seconds, then nodded. “Alright. I’m on vacation anyway. Staying in Auckland or Christchurch isn’t as appealing as visiting Sunset Town. I’ve always been curious about your town.”

Tuhao Jin was only competing in this single event this season. After finishing it, he wouldn’t race again until the Auckland Sky Grand Prix in the spring.

Like boxing, horse racing generated huge profits primarily through betting, so even a single race could bring enormous revenue.

This race was also a grand affair. After it ended, Wang Bo and Malong would attend a press conference.

The questions at the press conference were similar to those asked in the stables, with journalists focusing on Tuhao Jin’s wild horse background.

That identity made the event mysterious and full of storylines.

A wild horse with no prospects, with such an unusual appearance, trained by experts and rising to become the king of racing—this was a true legend in horse racing!

Once everything was settled, they returned to Sunset Town in the afternoon. Bowen and the others left first by helicopter to prepare a party for Tuhao Jin.

Wang Bo, Malong, and the newly acquainted Parker traveled by land, bringing two horses: Tuhao Jin and Sir Turin.

By the time they left, it was already late. The trailer was slow, and they couldn’t make it back to Sunset Town before the moon rose, so they had to stay overnight.

Wang Bo specifically left Uncle Bing and his son behind. News of Tuhao Jin’s victory had just spread, and many people would be interested, especially since they had already earned over ten million from Tuhao Jin.

His caution was justified. That evening, they stayed in Geraldine. After checking into the hotel, several SUVs and motorcycles pulled up one after another.

Uncle Bing and his son, wearing badges, patrolled around the hotel. Occasionally, they would casually lift their shirts, revealing gun holsters on their waists.

Their behavior immediately caught the attention of the small-town police. Two elderly officers came over to ask what they were doing.

Wang Bo showed them his badge, and the two officers nodded in approval. One even took a photo with him, saying he was a fan.

Wang Bo was a bit baffled. He had police fans now?

The officers’ admiration wasn’t for Sunset Town but for him personally—they respected him for solving major cases. In Geraldine, they’d spent decades catching only petty thieves.

Geraldine was a peaceful agricultural town with a population of about 2,500. Its economy was based on farms and ranches, so it was quiet, with no major criminal cases.

The hotel they stayed next to was the Geraldine Historical and Social Museum, where one could learn about the town’s early history.

The building also housed the town council—the local government offices.

Wang Bo thought to himself that Sunset Town still didn’t have a museum. He should build one. New Zealand had countless museums—from cities like Wellington and Auckland to small towns, each recording its own history.

Geraldine was located in the heart of a prosperous pastoral area. Locals mainly raised sheep, cattle, deer, dairy cows, and grew crops and fruits.

Walking the streets of Geraldine, the clean and tidy streets were short—less than a hundred meters. Shops were few but services were complete.

Wang Bo noted three banks, one middle school, one primary school, plus a hospital and a police station, all smaller than those in Sunset Town.

That was normal—Sunset Town had already grown to a population of 4,000.

Here, Parker seemed more familiar. He led them to a small alley restaurant and said, “This is the town’s most charming restaurant. You’d better enjoy your meal to the fullest.”

Wang Bo asked, “You seem quite familiar with this place?”

Parker laughed, “Of course. The Lord of the Rings filmed some scenes here.”