Laughing as he ended the conversation, Qing Zi took the lead as they entered the Qing Mansion’s Courtyard
Qing Shui recalled some of the history books he read in his previous life. “Emperor Wen once offered a horse of the snow-lion species, capable of traveling a thousand li, to appease the anger of the mongolians.”
“This fiery-red horse should also have the bloodline of a lion.” Qing Shui deduced.
Seeing that Qing Zi and Qing Bei had already entered the courtyard, the hint of a smile appeared on his face. Seems like the fun time are beginning hehehhee.
“Hey red horse, looking at your haughty and arrogant demeanor really pisses me off, your father, me, is definitely going to make you submit.” Qing Shui extended his hands, wanting to touch the red horse’s mane.
Just when his hand had extended to about 1cm away from the mane, the fiery red horse snorted, as if it was warning Qing Shui of the consequences and also giving off the appearance of looking down on him.
“Oh, how dare you be so stubborn you piece of shit!” Qing Shui couldn’t control himself anymore and vulgarities started spewing from his mouth. If this sight was witnessed by others, they would definitely be surprised that profanities actually emerged from the mouth of Qing Shui.
Qing Shui only allowed himself to lose control when there was no one else around.
Qing Shui still persisted in forcing the fiery red horse submit to him. The warning snort of the red horse, Qing Shui had completely disregarded it and continued to extend his other hand to touch the rump of the horse.
Qing Shui guessed that this horse might be female, but now, his actions had infuriated it.
The 4m long body of the fiery red horse reared up. A sound akin to a dragon roar rumbled out from its throat, its muscular body slammed down, preparing to stomp Qing Shui into tiny pieces, and continue stomping to the point where the tiny pieces became even tinier pieces, eventually turning him into nothingness.