As Zong Shen pondered, he unknowingly returned outside the small courtyard.
He reached out and touched the big head of the old traveling horse.
The smooth fur felt good to the touch.
"Smart old man."
The old traveling horse snorted and turned its head slightly, staring at Zong Shen with its large eyes.
From this gaze, Zong Shen saw friendliness, intelligence, and harmony.
As the saying goes, an old horse knows the way. These words were completely true.
In Zong Shen's opinion, this traveling horse was much smarter and more sincere than the three silly farmers.
Zong Shen dismounted from his horse and tied the traveling horse to the gate of the yard, letting it eat the grass by itself.
Luna and the others hadn't returned yet.
Of the three buildings, the construction progress of [Level 1 Grass shed] was already halfway through.
