"My lord, you aren't riding Wuzhu this time?"
In the backyard stable, Peach Blossoms watched Tang Wen wash his warhorse, occasionally ladling a scoop of clean water for him.
Whenever Tang Wen was home, the three women would find all sorts of excuses to linger around him.
After finishing with the horse, Tang Wen said calmly, "Wuzhu is too conspicuous. When you're traveling, regardless of your strength, the most important thing is not to look like a fat sheep."
In the sunlight, Tang Wen's profile was like jade.
Peach Blossoms's eyes grew hazy. "My lord knows so much."
Wuzhu was too wild. As a Middle-level Magical Beast, it wasn't suitable to keep at home either.
He had boarded it in the stables of the Royal Palace.
Wuzhu also ate a lot, so keeping it at the Royal Palace was the perfect arrangement.
Putting down the brush and handing the bucket to Peach Blossoms, Tang Wen thought about his mission for this trip.
