Gu Jiao said, "So it hasn't grown up yet, can't be ridden?"
Chu Nan replied, "Riding is possible, just be moderate."
This was also because Gu Jiao's Horse King was strong enough, any other horse wouldn't be suitable for riding until at least three years old.
Chu Nan then asked, "Riding with the intensity like today shouldn't be too frequent. You don't train it this hard every day, do you?"
"No." Gu Jiao rarely rode it, and neither did her family members.
Thinking of something, Gu Jiao asked again, "Can it do work? Like pulling carts or mills?"
Chu Nan smiled and nodded, "Hard labor is absolutely no problem; it's very strong."
Having said that, Chu Nan felt something was amiss.
Why would a Horse King be pulling a mill?
Gu Jiao hummed, looked at the Horse King, and said, "So you're still a baby; I always thought you were very old."
The Horse King slumped his face, looking rather old and dejected.
Chu Nan laughed out loud.
