Nezha had just arrived when someone came up to lead the horse away, though this person did not seem like the typical inn waiter.
While both are in business, sizing up customers, this person clearly lacked the savvy of the waiter, his glance alone made one feel uncomfortable.
He said: "Young master, are you here to bathe in the hot springs? However, the horse must be tied here, to prevent manure from dirtying the place. The outer pools cost five silver coins per day, whereas the central ones cost one silver tael per day."
As Nezha loosened his grip on the reins, the jujube red horse, being a spiritual beast from the mountains, refused to be bound by mortals. With a neigh, it joyfully lifted its front hooves, its hoofbeats thundering away into the distance as it went to entertain itself.
