Cloudstream Flying Shadow Struggled to Adjust

Tianfu City, Chuanshu Province.

Zhang Jun stepped out of the taxi, and the damp, frigid air hit him head-on, making him shudder.

Fine drizzle drifted from the sky, icy against his face, exactly like the Chuanshu winter he had imagined.

He had only just settled into the hotel room arranged by the Tianfu Horse Racing Association when Lin Zhi called. Cloudstream Flying Shadow had not been in good condition after getting off the plane. She had barely eaten and seemed somewhat listless.

The Tianfu Racecourse training center lay in the suburbs, far from the city and more than ten kilometers from the racecourse. Built of red brick and painted blue, its rows of stables stood neatly aligned.

Lin Zhi was already waiting at the entrance, his expression grave.

"How's the girl doing?"

Zhang Jun asked.

Lin Zhi shook his head. "Not well. She only ate a little after arriving, and her appetite is much worse than it was back home. Her spirits aren't good either. She's just standing in the stall and doesn't want to move much."

Zhang Jun's heart sank. "Did you have a vet come take a look?"

Lin Zhi nodded as he led Zhang Jun inside.

"Yes. Her temperature is normal. No fever, no illness, and no other symptoms. The vet said she's having trouble adjusting to the local conditions and needs time."

"Have you switched over to the water, bedding, and everything else we brought from home? Maybe she isn't adapting because they weren't changed."

Lin Zhi gave a bitter smile and shook his head. "Everything was changed. We're even using the feed we brought with us. None of it worked."

Cloudstream Flying Shadow was housed in an unused stable at the Tianfu training center. Apart from her, only three or four horses from other parts