In a matter of moments, Qin Yize rode up to the two of them on horseback.
With a tight pull on the reins, the fiery red horse let out a loud neigh, its front hooves rearing high up before steadily coming to a halt.
Seated on the horse, Qin Yize, with sword-like eyebrows and sharp eyes, appeared as composed as a general returning from the battlefield.
Chu Chengfeng felt like he couldn't breathe.
Qin Yize swiftly dismounted, the afternoon sun casting a glow behind him. His long legs encased in black riding boots, he walked unhurriedly over the green grass to stand before the two.
Chu Chengfeng's mouth gaped at Qin Yize, before glancing towards the tall, majestic horse, his eyes brimming with excitement.
Recovering from his stupor, he pointed at Qin Yize, stammering, "A... A... Ah Ze, where did you get this horse?"
"Mine," Qin Yize replied in a low voice.
"Yours?"
Qin Yize nodded.
"Can I take it for a ride?" Chu Chengfeng asked eagerly.
