The white horse, as if aware it was receiving treatment, remained still.
Lu Yuan finished applying medicine, then tore a strip of cloth from his own clothing and bandaged its wound.
After completing this task, Lu Yuan turned and began selecting another horse.
Though defeat was certain, he refused to admit it.
He had barely taken two steps.
Suddenly, the white horse charged toward him from behind.
"We agreed—no sneak attacks!"
He was abruptly thrown onto the horse's back.
To his surprise, this time the white horse didn't try to throw Lu Yuan off, nor did it rampage recklessly in an attempt to bring harm to both of them.
It carried Lu Yuan, its hooves pounding like thunder amidst clouds, charging straight ahead toward the stables with unstoppable resolve.
"The Imperial Grandson—it's the Imperial Grandson!"
Having been forcibly pulled down by Prince Fu moments ago, Duke Jiang now leaped onto the table in excitement. "Run! Run! Beat the living hell out of him!"
