The sunlight bathed the city, and the racetrack was lush and verdant. On the Rhode Island, under the temperate maritime climate, even in winter, the broad-leaved vegetation thrived robustly.
As the horse hooves landed, they stirred up the fragrance of the soil. The golden sunlight accompanied the black steed, moving forward along the way. Lu Xiaoyou raised her head to see the massive snow-white clouds casting a large gray shadow on the mountainside.
She relaxed her entire body, loosened the reins, and leaned against the man, allowing him to take her to a place beyond the racetrack.
Long Xiliang removed the crown from his head and placed it on Lu Xiaoyou's head. Lu Xiaoyou reached up to hold the crown in place and heard Long Xiliang say:
"You've caught Long Zeye's attention."
