At the market, Zhang San had picked out a reasonably robust horse for Fang Cunzai and asked if he was satisfied.
Although Fang Cunzai had not always had a good impression of Zhang San, this time, whether it was the heart-to-heart talk they had earlier or the act of buying him a horse now, stirred a slight sense of emotion in him.
"Thanks, actually giving me such a fine horse."
Zhang San smiled indifferently, "No big deal, just remember to pay me back for the horse when we get back. By the way, can the Town Martial Office reimburse you for the horse?"
The smile on Fang Cunzai's face gradually faded, and he said somewhat awkwardly, "Maybe... probably... I guess."
Zhang San nodded and then shouted to the horse dealer, "Make the bill for three times the price.">
The smile on Fang Cunzai's face completely disappeared.
"Actually... I can run as fast as a horse. Really, I once even had the title of 'Unbeatable on Foot'!"
