Song Shuhang: "..."
He remained on guard, gripping the Scarlet Heaven Sword as he backed away step by step.
Su Clan's Sixteen and White Dragon Sister slowly backed away with him.
"Is there something wrong with this horse?" Su Clan's Sixteen asked.
Song Shuhang said gravely, "Something very wrong. I don't remember anything, but seeing that hoof makes my brain hurt."
If that hoof, currently posed in a "White Crane Spreads Its Wings" stance, came down on someone, it could kill them. He kept feeling as though that hoof had ambushed him at some time, in some place. That was why seeing it triggered an instinctive reaction.
After showing off its move, the white horse saw Song Shuhang retreating like a coward, and a vivid look of disdain appeared in its eyes. For a horse's face to display such lifelike disdain, its facial muscles and nerves must have been working hard.
The white horse set all four hooves on the ground, turned, and headed back toward the Black Stele's remains.
Once the "information" had been read, the Black Stele's remains began to fade, changing from a black stele into an ordinary stone stele.
"Um, Senior Horse, may I ask a question? Is this Black Stele your treasure?" Song Shuhang asked cautiously-he had sliced through the Black Stele as easily as cutting tofu.
If it was this senior white horse's treasure, didn't that mean he was in trouble?
The white horse turned its head and gave Song Shuhang a look that almost seemed like a smile.
"If it were my treasure, would you pay me for it?" An ethereal voice came from the white horse.
It came not from its mouth, but directly from its body.
The voice was exceptionally pleasant, and came with an innate "favorability +99" effect.
Song Shuhang