He Ying complied with her wish and asked with a smile, "Have you thought of a good name?"
Sang Yan then thought for a moment, "Its fur is like snow, and it has a robust build, surely it runs as fast as lightning. How about we call it Xueben?"
No sooner had the words left her mouth than the white horse exhaled onto her hand and snorted a few times, as if it really liked the name.
"Not bad."
He Ying also felt it was imposing.
Xueben was nibbling on Sang Yan's sleeve, as if it found it amusing.
Sang Yan found this entertaining and couldn't help but stroke its fur, pressing her forehead against the horse's head too.
This was a privilege usually reserved for He Ying.
He Ying wouldn't allow it, quickly pulling her away and blocking her action, before changing the subject, "Since you like it, allow me to tame it first, and then I will teach you how to ride."
Sang Yan nodded with a smile, "Alright."
He Ying then took the horse reins and went to the training ground.
