Three Little Fillies and the Hardworking Shadow Hunter

Training ended quickly. The groom led Light-Chasing Envoy out, and the round little golden-chestnut pony's eyes immediately lit up when he saw Zhang Jun.

Although Zhang Jun had only seen him twice, he clearly remembered this two-legged creature who brought him tasty horse treats every time. Tugging the groom along, he trotted over to Zhang Jun, shoved his head into Zhang Jun's arms, and nosed toward his coat pockets.

Zhang Jun hugged his round neck. The weight beneath his hands felt substantial. He felt Light-Chasing Envoy's neck, limbs, and back. Though he looked chubby, he felt fairly firm, neither too soft nor too hard. He clearly had quite a bit of muscle.

"That scared me. I thought all that extra weight was fat. I thought you'd fed this kid into a pig."

Zhang Jun sighed in relief. Light-Chasing Envoy hadn't found any food in Zhang Jun's pockets, and now he heard Zhang Jun calling him a pig. Angrily, he bumped Zhang Jun, making him stagger, then turned around and presented his backside to him.

Watching the interaction between man and horse, the trainer smiled and explained, "This kid already weighs four hundred and twenty kilograms. We take him out for runs every morning and evening. A one-year-old foal's training load isn't high, but it's enough to build some muscle. Once he turns two and the training intensity increases, his muscle mass can improve quite a bit more."

Zhang Jun rubbed the spot that had been bumped and took out some carrot-based horse treats from the bag on his back. The desensitization training had not been intense, so he could eat right after training.

Light-Chasing Envoy caught the scent of the treats, and his eyes instantly lit up (✧ω✧). Forgetting that Zhang Jun had called him a fat pony, he turned