Zhang Xiaohua was alone watching the horse, but his divine sense was released, observing the movements inside the tea shed. His divine sense had become proficient, and he was no longer distracted. He watched with his eyes while scanning with his divine sense. His hands were busy absorbing vitality without stopping.
Suddenly, the horse grazing nearby let out a long whinny and retreated a few steps. Zhang Xiaohua was startled and quickly went forward to grab the reins and soothe the somewhat frightened horse. Upon closer inspection, he found that a field mouse had suddenly dashed out of a hole next to where the horse was grazing, scaring the horse.
A flash of inspiration struck Zhang Xiaohua; it seemed like he had thought of something.
At this moment, Ying Fei rushed out of the tea shed to ask what had happened. Zhang Xiaohua reported with a blank expression, and Ying Fei laughed and said, "Good job, Ren Xiaoyao. Take good care of the horse. This will lessen your troubles tonight."
