Yang Zhenshan left the city through the West City Gate, and then let Red Cloud joyfully gallop away.
In just a short moment, he had left his personal followers far behind, out of sight.
The followers didn't mind. They stopped under a large tree next to the official road and gathered together for a leisurely chat.
They were already used to it.
Yang Zhenshan often took Red Cloud out for a gallop. At first, they tried to keep up, but later realized their horses couldn't catch up with Red Cloud, so they stopped trying. After all, Yang Zhenshan would return on Red Cloud before long, and they would wait right here.
Sure enough, half an hour later, Yang Zhenshan returned on Red Cloud's back.
"Alright, it's getting late, we should head back now!"
On the horseback, Yang Zhenshan stroked the fiery mane and said.
Whinny~~
However, Red Cloud shook its big head, unwilling to return.
