The Black Horse looked at the Flowing Sand River before him and let out a scoff. "Sounds intimidating enough, but thankfully old horse here knows a bit of physics. Even a goose feather will sink if I put it in a basin... Hmph, though it looks like there's a pretty good chance there's a monster in this river."
Though unimpressed by the characters carved on the stone tablet by the bank, the Black Horse was not reckless. After a moment of thought, he turned and walked back. Not far behind was a grove. The Black Horse hoisted half a dead tree over his shoulder and returned to the banks of the Flowing Sand River once more.
"True or false, I'll know as soon as I try."
Chapter 219