The black horse's heavy head thudded back onto the grass, panting heavily, "Back then you never asked me if I submitted either..."
On the other side, Wu Eryong, witnessing how Yang Ge had tamed this rebellious and fierce divine steed, came up energetically to congratulate him with cupped hands, "Congratulations to Second Master for obtaining this dragon-like divine horse, from here on your travels in the jianghu will certainly gain you wings like a tiger, and you will establish an extraordinary legacy... Jiang once said this dragon-like divine horse is called 'Ten Thousand Miles of Smoke and Clouds'."
"You sure know how to talk... Ten Thousand Miles of Smoke and Clouds?"
After repeating it, Yang Ge shook his head, "It's not catchy at all, from now on you'll be called Erhei! Got it?"
He bent down to pat the black horse's cheek, repeating the name "Erhei."
