Everyone had moments when they felt their world crumble. Sometimes, something would deal them a blow out of nowhere, and they just couldn't accept it.
Pang Bo felt as if his world had crumbled. His hand was awkwardly suspended in midair.
What hurt most was that he had actually seen a look of disdain in a horse's eyes.
If it had been a coincidence, that would've been one thing. But if it wasn't, who would believe him if he said a horse had looked down on him?
Pang Bo awkwardly pulled back his hand. Turning around, he saw the white stallion affectionately rubbing its head against his boss. His boss gently stroked the horse's mane, making it whinny happily.
Anyone could tell from the sound how happy it was.
They really did look like a pair of lovebirds.
Once Pang Bo remembered that this was his boss's horse, he didn't find it strange. High-quality horses like this were smarter than ordinary ones and very loyal to their owners.
So those scenes in TV dramas where horses ran back to save their owners weren't made up. There had been plenty of stories like that.
"Boss, this isn't an ordinary breed, is it?" Pang Bo went closer and asked curiously, looking at the horse's pure white coat.
Qin Lin explained, "It's a Zhennian thousand-mile horse. Its name is Little Lion. I'll leave it in your care from now on."
"Then this is a Jade Lion of Night!" Pang Bo exclaimed in surprise.
He wasn't an expert on horses, but he did know a thing or two about them.
At first, Jade Lion of Night hadn't referred specifically to a Zhennian thousand-mile horse. It was a name for any pure white horse without a single other-colored hair.
But in historical accounts and stories,