Qin Jiang curled his lips, "A bunch of idiots!"
In his view, Luo Qingyi's so-called horse connoisseurship was nothing more than learning a bit of superficial knowledge.
Her horse was indeed good, but that was all, while the one he had chosen was a truly exceptional steed, intelligent and incredibly challenging to tame.
Moreover, the reason for its emaciated appearance was the injury within its body, combined with its pride and arrogance, it simply refused to eat ordinary food, which was why it ended up like this.
He walked over to the black horse and patted its head, "Hey! Get up!"
The black horse lifted its hoof, aiming to kick him a few times.
Qin Jiang felt some annoyance and patted its head a few more times, "I'll heal you, and you carry me for a ride, alright?"
"Huff—" The black horse snorted out a breath of hot air, apparently in disdain.
Qin Jiang placed his palm on it, and a stream of True Qi slowly entered its body.