Shen Cong is wealthy, and everyone in the royal court knows it.
Everyone thinks that the gift he presents must be invaluable!
Something too casual would simply not be acceptable!
But unexpectedly, the gift he presented turned out to be quite special.
It was a small red horse.
As it was led out, it was still a bit unsteady on its feet, its big eyes timidly gazing at the many people in the arena.
It appeared to be trembling.
Ali usually only sees chickens, ducks, geese, and rabbits in the palace, or at best, cats and dogs.
Animals like horses, the elder women dared not bring him close to.
If an accident were to occur, they would surely lose their heads.
Upon seeing the little horse, Ali clapped his hands excitedly, pointing at the horse, babbling away.
He didn't know what it was, just felt it was alive, and entirely red, full of novelty.
Originally sitting obediently on his bench, he now wanted to climb down, eager to touch it with his own hands.
