"....."
For a moment, Shishi became lively.
And the cause of this commotion was Zhang Beixing. He was now riding the Snow-Hoofed Black Qilin, having just arrived at the racetrack.
Seeing Zhang Beixing return after two days, riding a small colt that looked utterly valiant, everyone present was incredibly curious.
Lin Pengfei came closer, wanting to touch it. In response, the Snow-Hoofed Black Qilin behaved very obediently until Lin Pengfei drew near.
"NEIGH—"
Without warning, it lifted its front hoof, launching a surprise attack. Luckily, thanks to Zhang Beixing's quick reflexes, he sharply bent down on horseback before the Qilin could act up, grabbed Lin Pengfei by the collar, and hoisted him up.
Otherwise, Zhang Beixing would have had to consider having Lin Pengfei focus on the Sunflower Manual.
"Be careful, it's not a gentle creature. Just look, don't touch," Zhang Beixing set Lin Pengfei down and warned him.
