"Lord, perhaps... you should find a more professional horse trainer in the Border City? I... I'm not quite sure."
After speaking, he lowered his head even more, as if awaiting judgment.
Lawrence laughed.
"I thought it was something serious. Stand up."
Ward was stunned for a moment, then slowly got up. His knees were still trembling, and he did not dare to look directly into Lawrence's eyes.
"Your judgment is not wrong."
Lawrence looked intently at Ward,
"I trust you. If you say they are in heat, then they're in heat."
In the Breeding Lord's entry, there's an item for extending the estrus period, so Lawrence wasn't surprised at all.
But Ward didn't know.
At this moment, he stared in shock, his mouth slightly open, gazing directly at Lawrence.
The Lord actually trusts him, a rural horse trainer, so much?
"Lord..."
Ward became a little nervous, kneeling once again before Lawrence, "Thank you for your trust!"
