After a series of struggles, disturbing neighs, the so-called skinny-boned and dragon-pattern-backed red Exotic Beast finally succumbed humiliatingly under the daily threat of having its egg supply cut off. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novel•fire.net Seeing that the horse finally wilted and gave in, Wang Anfeng released his left hand, waved away the Qilin Flames in his hand, and watched the red skinny horse that was hopping around energetically again and had dodged far away from him in an instant. He felt an indescribable fatigue and couldn't help but rub his brow. Even though his martial arts were much higher than when he had first returned to the Jianghu, he still felt at a loss when faced with this most unusual beast, arguably a rare freak through the ages. If he had a choice, he would never want to ride this thing. But there was no choice. Because the task he was planning to undertake carried considerable danger. He himself was unafraid, but he was somewhat worried that if his true identity were exposed, it might bring danger and trouble to those around him, so he had to use another identity and enter foreign domains as inconspicuously as possible. And that identity ideally needed some 'foundation'. In such a scenario, even though he had several identities, the only suitable one was the Blade Madman persona he used during his days in Fufeng. And as everyone knows, the Blade Madman had a mount that was unforgettable to all who saw it. The people of Divine Martial Mansion had already left Liangzhou City two days ago. To completely distinguish himself from the 'Mansion Master of Divine Martial Mansion', he had specially selected a fierce warrior of similar stature and disguised him to ride ahead and leave with the group. He, on the other hand, hid in the city, and two days later, entered the Western Regions with the all-too-common yet credible identity of a 'merchant from Great Qin trading in foreign domains'. This way, even if he caused trouble in the Western Regions, even if someone truly skilled saw through his merchant disguise and pursued his trail, they would only trace it back to Liangzhou City. At most, they would find out about the 'Blade Madman' identity in the Jianghu of Great Qin. After that, the trail would completely disappear. By then, the pursuer would only be bewildered and frustrated by the lack of clues, but it would be very difficult to connect the 'Blade Madman' with Wang Anfeng, the Divine Martial Mansion Master who led people away from Liangzhou City two days earlier. Instead of passively waiting for the pursuer to investigate, it's better to actively mislead and keep control of the situation's progress in his own hands. This was a lesson he learned from Dongfang Ningxin. Thinking of this, Wang Anfeng's mouth twitched slightly. Yes, the identity of the Blade Madman was something he carved out for himself, and the decisions and actions now were also his own, so the fact that this horse was here was something he had brought upon himself. As for Xue Qinshuang, she wasn't traveling with the Divine Martial Mansion. Having finally left her family, it seemed she was interested in traveling various parts of the Central Plains, challenging experts, and honing herself. Sikou Tingfeng, who had only an ordinary relationship with Wang Anfeng, simply decided to travel with Xue Qinshuang. A few days ago, there were still many companions and friends around, but now he found himself a solitary figure. Even Wang Anfeng couldn't help feeling a bit melancholic, and he soon noticed the skinny red horse, which had been highly recommended and praised by his third master. This mischievous beast had no awareness of having just been oppressed, leisurely moving over to the vegetable garden planted by the original owner of the garden Wang Anfeng rented. It opened its mouth to munch a bit here and there, and within moments, had turned a neatly kept vegetable patch into a mess. Radishes, greens, cabbages, none of them were spared, yet those bright red and beautiful looking peppers, it hadn't touched them at all. At this moment, it even stretched its neck, slightly bending, opening its mouth to reveal two large white teeth, and then cautiously took a big bite of cabbage beside the peppers, a mischievous look on its face, causing Wang Anfeng's mouth to twitch slightly. No... though he was a solitary figure, there was indeed this horse with him. However, it was almost preferable to be alone... Rather, he would rather be alone... Wang Anfeng sighed, holding his forehead, left some Copper Coins inside the house as compensation for the garden destroyed by the mischievous beast, and then forcefully dragged the horse out and locked the door. After triple-checking everything, he mounted the horse. The skinny red horse swayed its hooves slightly, somewhat uncomfortably, but at least it didn't buck and throw him off. It walked lazily, heading out, more like a diseased donkey than the exotic breed hailed in the 'Equine Classics', listless and spiritless. Leaving this slightly remote alley, after turning two corners, they reached a wide avenue where horses and carriages could pick up some speed. In this State City, there was naturally no shortage of fine steeds and carriages. As soon as the skinny horse stepped out of the alley, its demeanor suddenly changed. Laziness gone, head held high, eyes gazing into the distance, its red mane fluttering in the breeze, the thin yet proud frame exuding a fearless spirit, trotting along with a speed as swift as the wind, attracting rounds of exclamations and admiration from those around. The skinny horse neighed long and proud. Wang Anfeng clenched his right fist, and couldn't help but tremble slightly, his lips slightly parted as he uttered two words.