Xiang An rode the black horse with an excited grin, urging it to race through a tributary of the Huai River. Shards of ice and freezing water splashed up, like exquisite ice lotuses being trampled apart, magnificent in its momentum.
The burly Xiang An threw back his head and laughed from atop the horse. The icy water on his body had long been evaporated by his boiling blood, turning into vast clouds of white steam. He felt utterly exhilarated.
"Ah, it's good to be young." Watching the joyful Xiang An, Xiang Liang could not help but shake his head with a laugh.
"After staying in the Huai River's winter waters for so long, will Lord Xiang An really be all right?" Jiang Chun asked worriedly.
"Don't worry." Xiang Yu sat cross-legged before the still-unconscious Xiang Bo and laughed without the slightest concern. "No matter what injuries that kid gets, there's nothing to worry about, let alone him getting sick. A little icy water is nothing."
"As expected of Lord Xiang An—he tamed such a fierce horse so easily!" Liao Ye was already moved to tears, his fists clenched. "It truly makes one's blood boil! I'm completely won over!"
Xiang Yu stared at Liao Ye expressionlessly.
You call that easy?
Put a normal person in his place, and I think they'd have been finished in the Huai River. You call that easy?
"Hahaha, in any case, the unexpected gain from this hunt was truly wonderful. It's just that Third Brother..." Xiang Liang glanced at Xiang Bo, who was lying there like a corpse, his eyes drifting away. "Third Brother, he... Oh, Xiang An is back!"
Xiang An rode over on the black horse, and Xiang Liang hurriedly took the chance to change the subject.
"Uncle! Fourth Uncle! Big Brother!" In high