Zong Shen was deep in thought and unwittingly returned to the courtyard outside.
He reached out and patted the head of the old traveling horse.
Its smooth fur felt good to the touch.
"Smart old fellow."
The old traveling horse snorted, turned its head slightly, and a large eye stared at Zong Shen.
In that gaze, Zong Shen saw friendliness, wisdom, and harmony.
They say an old horse knows the way, and it's absolutely true.
This old traveling horse seemed, to Zong Shen, much smarter and more sincere than the three foolish farmers.
Zong Shen dismounted and tied the traveling horse at the courtyard gate, letting it graze on its own.
At this moment, Luna and the others had not yet returned.
Among the three buildings, the construction of the [Level 1 Grass Hut] was already halfway done.
If resources were abundant and the population sufficient, preliminary construction could be completed soon.
