After all, with the Racecourse opening, Nangong Heng still had plenty of things to keep busy with.
He said to Ming Yao, "You can go have a look by yourself, but Chasing Wind is very difficult to tame, you mustn't let it out."
Ming Yao nodded, "Alright."
Ming Yao arrived at Chasing Wind's stable.
Chasing Wind was tall and majestic; though already old, it still looked imposing.
Ming Yao leaned on the railing, smiling as she greeted it, "Hey, Chasing Wind, I am Nangong Xiao's daughter Ming Yao."
Chasing Wind had been making a 'he he' sound from its mouth upon seeing someone approach, but upon hearing Ming Yao's words, it seemed to show intelligence and looked toward her.
Ming Yao and it locked eyes for a few seconds.
Suddenly it walked over to her.
Most people would feel somewhat scared when facing such a tall and fiery steed.
But Ming Yao didn't back down at all.
She extended her fair little hand and stroked Chasing Wind's mane.
