Men are forever young at heart until death.

"Are you going to take me or not~" Meng Qianyu tugged at Meng Wenzhou, acting spoiled.

"Yes, yes, yes, you're my sister. If I don't take you, who else would I take?" Meng Wenzhou shook his head and smiled.

"That's more like it!"

Chu Qiunan naturally shared a horse with Gao Yue, while Jiang Yuxin and Mao Xiaorong shared one.

The rest of them each rode their own horse.

However, before officially starting, Su Yang got on a horse to try it out himself, and it was exactly as he had expected.

It only took him a few minutes to master the basic essentials of horseback riding.

Now, he dared to gallop across the grassland without needing someone to lead the horse beside him. He figured this was a passive effect brought about by his overall enhanced physical attributes—he could learn anything extremely fast.

"Alright, piece of cake." Su Yang took a lap by himself and returned to Pan Ning's side.

"You learned it?"

Su Yang nodded, but he adjusted his wording slightly so it wouldn't seem too exaggerated to everyone.

He smiled and said, "Actually, I've ridden before. I was just getting familiar with it again just now."

"No wonder. I was thinking, how could someone who has never ridden a horse become so proficient in just a few minutes," Liu Bo laughed.

"Alright, I'll leave you guys to it. I'm going ahead."

Liu Bo swung up onto his horse, skillfully squeezing the horse's belly with his legs. The large brown horse beneath him ambled slowly toward the open area ahead.

Meng Wenzhou was actually a veteran horseback rider as well. When he had nothing to do, he would either play golf or go to the equestrian club to ride horses.

So his skills were completely at the level where he didn't need anyone looking after him.

Taking Meng Qianyu with him, he looked at Su Yang and the others and shouted, "Hurry up, you guys. We'll go on ahead."

As he spoke, he yelled, "Giddy up~"

The horse obediently broke into a trot, and Meng Qianyu hugged him nervously. "Slow down, slow down!"

...

Watching the three of them in the distance, Su Yang wasn't in a hurry. He first lifted Pan Ning onto the horse, then swung himself up as well.

"Hold me tight, get ready to gallop across the grassland~"

"Not too fast~"

"Don't worry~"

Aside from Su Yang, Meng Wenzhou, and Liu Bo, who didn't need anyone to lead them, Zhang Ziming also didn't have anyone look after him.

The rest of the group each had a herdsman walking beside them, holding their horse's lead rope.

"You guys catch up later, I'm heading off~"

Su Yang turned his head and smiled at the others, then squeezed the horse with his legs and called out.

The horse obediently trotted off, chasing after Meng Wenzhou and Liu Bo.

Pan Ning sat behind Su Yang, hugging his waist tightly. As his proficiency gradually increased, Su Yang felt as if he and the horse had become one.

Man and horse as one! The two of them were riding a large black horse, which was muscular and majestic.

The horse moved like the wind, its speed gradually increasing.

"Whoa!!" Su Yang shouted excitedly. In that moment, he seemed to experience the feeling of ancient generals and soldiers riding their warhorses across the battlefield.

Clip-clop, clip-clop.

The black horse was as swift as the wind. The grassland ahead was vast and boundless. Looking at such beautiful scenery, Su Yang was in a great mood.

[Ding, detected that the host is in a happy mood while horseback riding and enjoying it very much. Rewarded 3 million.]

The black horse sprinted quickly across the grassland, the wind blowing through Su Yang and Pan Ning's hair.

"Slow down!" Pan Ning reminded him from behind.

Su Yang laughed, "It's fine. Right now, I am the horse, and the horse is me."

"What kind of weird analogy is that?"

"Haha, anyway, don't worry, just enjoy it~"

As the black horse ran faster and faster, it wasn't long before Su Yang and Pan Ning caught up to Liu Bo and Meng Wenzhou ahead of them.

Hearing the sound of hooves approaching from behind, Meng Wenzhou and Meng Qianyu turned their heads to look.

They saw Su Yang galloping toward them with Pan Ning.

"Holy crap? So fast?"

"Hold tight, Qianyu, your brother is going to speed up!"

"Ah, don't, slow down!!"

"Not a chance!" Meng Wenzhou laughed loudly and slapped the horse's rump.

The horse neighed and charged forward on its four muscular legs.

Su Yang was just about to catch up to Meng Wenzhou and his sister, but seeing them suddenly speed up, he shouted, "Halt!!"

"Catch me if you can!"

Su Yang smiled and also reached out to slap his horse's rump. The black horse whinnied and charged ahead at full speed.

Clip-clop, clip-clop!

At the very front, Liu Bo had already let himself go. He galloped freely at an extremely fast speed.

If one were to look down from the sky, they would see three horses chasing each other as they galloped across the endless grassland.

By now, Zhang Ziming and the others in the back had long lost sight of the people in front.

Tang Ziyun, Su Qingci, and the other girls looked into the distance enviously.

"I want to ride faster, too," Su Qingci said to Tang Ziyun beside her.

"But we don't know how to ride~ Horses are animals, after all. It's easy to fall off if you're not familiar with them."

Su Qingci nodded. "That's why I'm jealous that they get to gallop freely across the grassland."

Zhong Qing was following on the other side of Su Qingci. She rolled her eyes playfully and smiled, "How about we ask Su Yang to take us each for a spin later?"

"Huh? What do you mean?" Su Qingci turned her head and asked.

"Exactly what it sounds like. When they come back later, we can ask Su Yang to take us and let us experience the feeling of galloping on a fast horse."

"I want to as well, but wouldn't that be a bit inappropriate? Sister Panpan..."

"What's the big deal? Sister Panpan isn't a petty person. We're just asking Su Yang to take us for a ride, it's not like we're doing anything else. She'll definitely agree."

Among the three of them, Tang Ziyun understood Pan Ning the best, and it was indeed as Zhong Qing said.

Pan Ning wouldn't mind such trivial matters at all.

"Then later we'll ask Su Yang to take the three of us for a dash~"

"OK~"

Zhang Ziming, who was riding two or three meters ahead, also heard their discussion. He turned his head and smiled, "If you want to ride a fast horse, I can take you guys?"

"You?" The three of them looked at Zhang Ziming in unison.

"What? Do you think my skills aren't as good as theirs?"

"Uh... then why aren't you speeding up?"

Zhang Ziming rolled his eyes playfully and grinned, "I was just afraid you guys would be bored, so I stayed to keep you company. Those guys only care about having fun themselves. I'm the only one considerate enough to chat with you~"

Tang Ziyun broke into a smile. "You're pretty nice then~"

"Of course~"

On the other side, Su Yang and Pan Ning had already overtaken Meng Wenzhou and Meng Qianyu.

It wasn't that his skills were exceptionally good, but mainly that the black horse beneath him was very capable.

His horse looked a size larger and more muscular than the one Meng Wenzhou and his sister were riding, so naturally, it was faster.

Meng Wenzhou chased after them frantically, unwilling to accept defeat.

Su Yang laughed loudly, "Old Meng, don't you ride horses often? Come and catch me~"

"Just you wait! Watch me charge and strike you down!"

"Haha, catch me first! I'm going ahead." Su Yang patted the horse's rump again and chased after Liu Bo, who was at the very front.

"Lao Pang! Halt right there, yield your life!"

Listening to the weird conversation between Su Yang and Meng Wenzhou, Pan Ning hugged him and shook her head speechlessly.

There's a saying that goes, "Men are boys until the day they die," and it was indeed true.

If these guys were given a long stick right now, they would probably even have a jousting match on horseback.

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