Outside it was lively, yet the Northern Pasture Racetrack remained quiet.
It was hard for any news to get inside, so everyone went about their business.
Only the Dragon-Horse was different from usual. This fellow, fresh with vitality, immediately galloped wildly around the field.
Afterward, it trotted to its harem for some enjoyment.
The various stallions inside, be they Divine Blood Treasure Horses, Kirin Treasure Horses, or Phoenix Tail Treasure Horses, neighed all afternoon, causing all the warhorses in the racetrack to restlessly neigh as well.
At the pasture, Long Fei set up a pile of firewood and had the hundred or so coachmen under his jurisdiction sit down, gathering around the fire to enjoy a barbecue.
The noise of the horses agitated everyone. A group of big men had little else to talk about and inevitably veered the conversation towards women.
Old Ma picked up an erhu and even played and sang for everyone.
