Yang Zhengshan came to the grassland in the south. The lush green meadow was mixed with many little flowers he could not name. A gentle breeze brushed past, and the emerald grass formed wave after wave of green billows.
Yang Zhengshan looked into the distance and whistled.
The long whistle spread throughout the entire space. After a Moment, bursts of hoofbeats sounded.
Yang Zhengshan followed the sound and looked over, only to see a dozen or so horses that had not yet grown up darting out from the orchard to the west.
At the sight of Yang Zhengshan, the dozen horses seemed especially excited, putting all their strength into galloping toward him.
In the span of a few breaths, they arrived in front of Yang Zhengshan.
Neighhh~~
The horses cried out happily. Yang Zhengshan reached out and stroked the two horses nearest him.
"You went and stole my fruit again!"
"With all this grass not enough for you to eat, you actually insist on gnawing at the fruit!"
Yang Zhengshan said somewhat helplessly.
These horses had already been raised in the space for more than half a year. They were all Red Cloud's descendants, but their constitutions could not be considered particularly outstanding. If they had grown up outside, at most they would have become superior horses.
But now that they were inside the Spirit Spring Space, in the future they would certainly not be any worse than Red Cloud.
In truth, Yang Zhengshan often brought Red Cloud into the space as well, but Red Cloud was his mount after all, so Red Cloud could not stay in the space all the time.
But these horses could. They were very clever. Yang Zhengshan had told them they could not go to the pond, the medicinal garden, or the tea garden,