Ning Li nodded.
"It looks good, but—"
She pointed at another horse.
"I think that one is better."
Yu Pingchuan looked in the direction that she was pointing and his eyes sparkled.
The attendant smiled and said, "You have sharp eyes, Ms. Ning. This one here is the only Akhal-Teke from this batch. It's purebred, but it has a temper. Two of our staff have already been hurt by this feisty one, and our boss ordered this one for himself."
The Akhal-Teke horse, also known as the Golden Horse, came from a prestigious Turkmen breed. The one before her eyes had perfect muscle contour while its fur glowed in gold under the light. It was simply breathtaking to just look at it.
Yu PIngchuan shook his head regrettably. This Golden Horse was the best out of the batch, but since the boss of the club had reserved it, it was not appropriate for Yu Pingchuan to take it.
He looked at Ning Li. "Lili, why don't you give this one a try?"
