As Wang Xiaoqiang thought this, he flipped himself onto Black Whirlwind.
Like a sensitive maiden, Black Whirlwind was a bit more docile when no one was riding it. Suddenly feeling weighed down by someone, Black Whirlwind immediately became tense, its body hopping and darting around in place, neighing loudly and extremely agitated.
Everyone was so frightened they drew back, no, they retreated a great distance.
Xia, Little Xu Xiaoya, and Zheng Ru all yelled out, "Wang, get down quickly…"
"Brother Qiang, get off quickly."
…
Wang Xiaoqiang grinned at them, his face full of an unruly expression, then tightened his legs, tightened the reins, and shouted loudly, "Go!"
Black Whirlwind immediately calmed down a bit and took off at a wild run.
Indeed, it was as fast as a whirlwind.
Xia, Little Xu Xiaoya, and Zheng Ru saw the black horse turn into a dark whirlwind in the distance. Their hearts were in turmoil, worried for Wang Xiaoqiang but also genuinely admiring his bold spirit.
