...
The next morning.
The sun shone brightly in the sky. It made the entire city look golden, the autumn vibes heavy in the air.
Fang Zhengzhi ran over to Yan Xiu’s room the moment he woke up.
Yan Xiu had already woken up, but he did not look well. It was unlikely that Yan Xiu would be able to participate in the hunting competition.
After saying his goodbyes, Fang Zhengzhi went downstairs.
The moment he left the hotel, he saw a figure by the entrance. She was dressed in the Red Flame Flower Armor and wielded the Blazing Qilin Spear.
"I heard that you are participating in the competition?" Ping Yang asked haughtily.
"Do you have any objections?" Fang Zhengzhi replied.
"You’re riding this horrible horse?" Ping Yang queried scornfully when she saw Fang Zhengzhi’s deplorable stallion.
Fang Zhengzhi turned back to take a look.
In all honesty, his horse was...
Quite bad.
