The fine horses in the stables were mostly owned.
Although they claimed to let everyone train occasionally, in fact, Mu Lingchuan, Xiaoyao, Ziying, Ziqing, and other young heirs and heiresses of the family had already chosen their own horses.
Kept in the stables as if in foster care, no one else but the owners were allowed to ride them.
No one complained about spending money on this; it wasn't an issue for them.
As for the horse that Baili Xia chose today, it was unknown where she picked it from.
In short, it had no reputation at all, and he even suspected it was recently sent.
Mu Lingchuan's suspicion was confirmed shortly.
When the old patriarch called the younger generation over for a warm-up match,
The stable manager happened to see Mu Lingchuan and Baili Xia leading a white horse together in the grass.
Upon seeing Mu Lingchuan, he immediately welcomed him with a smile, "Mr. Mu Lingchuan, long time no see."
Mu Lingchuan nodded, pointing to the horse beside him.
