With his Spiritual Power and physical condition, he could easily tame any horse and maintain his balance effortlessly.
As a result, his riding skills improved by leaps and bounds. After just two laps, both his posture and his presence made him look exactly like an expert equestrian with a decade of experience.
"That's incredible!"
Yang Xinhu was dumbfounded. This was the easiest lesson fee she had ever earned.
Song Yuncheng watched the dashing figure of Chen Yansen on his spirited horse, a faint smile playing on her lips. Her bright, sparkling eyes were filled with his reflection.
Before long, under Yang Xinhu's guidance, Little Orange was also sitting gingerly in the saddle. Mustering her courage, she whispered to the horse, "Giddy-up."
Seeing this, Chen Yansen sent out a wisp of Spiritual Power to envelop her protectively.
The two of them didn't leave the club until five in the afternoon.
