More and more people gathered around the bonfire by the river. It felt as though every herdsman in the entire hunting ground had come. The blazing firelight illuminated face after face, looking like a massive oil painting, yet vibrantly alive.
The Shuiquan River flowed quietly across the grassland like a jade belt, its shimmering waves catching the bright moonlight. In the distance came the neighing of fine horses, and as a light breeze swept past, the air carried the fragrance of earth and green grass.
Under everyone's gaze, Lu Chen walked with large strides up to an elderly herdsman, bowed, and asked, "Old sir, might I borrow your morin khuur?"
Chapter 460