' Finally, I have learned horse riding. It was tougher than it looked.' Jia Hao caressed his horse as he got on it.
Old Yang approached him with his own horse. " Son in Law, you don't need carriage today?"
" Old Yang, Are you making fun of me?" Jia Hao rolled his eyes when he heard that.
Old Yang merey chuckled but didn't say anything. " Where do you wish to travel, Son in Law?"
" Hmm, How about we travel to some mountainous villages? I am looking for a specific kind of soil."
" As you wish, Son in Law. I will guide you." Old Yang nodded as he led Jia Hao.
As they were passing the main road, Jia Hao halted before the Phoenix Cloud Pavilion.
A retainer outside of the pavilion recognized Jia Hao instantly as she rushed to him and bowed her head.
" Greetings, Young Lord Jia. Seeing your radiant face in such an early morning is a pleasure."
