In the end, si Rong's Mount was set to be Saer. Le Xian also went to bring out a white Horse that he often used. The two of them were each assigned a thin sword that was commonly used in Western horseplay.
Le Xian was putting on his net helmet when he saw that si Rong had already mounted the horse. His movements were smooth and skillful. Sitting on the back of the tall horse, her back was against the light. She had long hair, furry ears, and flawless facial features. At the waist of her long robe, there was a thin silver sword. At first glance, it wouldn't be strange to mistake her for an elf from an ancient Western fairy tale. She was elegant, natural, and strong and proud.
Le Xian tightened his grip on his net helmet and mounted his horse. He sneered at si Huang, ""If you don't wear a helmet, aren't you afraid that your face will be disfigured while eating?"
