"Brother, Alliance Leader Zuo clearly stipulated that you cannot bring horses inside."
"Think about it, if the square were filled with horses, there would be horse manure everywhere..."
Huang Meng also considered that scene.
Indeed, it was quite improper.
It seemed that the thought of bringing horses into the square could only be abandoned.
"Alright, I won't make it difficult for you."
Huang Meng waved his hand.
Leading a thin horse, he walked into the distance.
Before long, he reached a deep mountain.
"Brother, wait for me here."
Huang Meng stroked the horse's head,
and the scars on its neck.
The scars were due to the thin horse getting injured while protecting its master.
The thin horse nodded, agreeing.
Having arranged for the horse, Huang Meng turned and flew toward Blackwater Square.
...
The sun rose high.
Blackwater Square was filled with people.
Heads were clustered like dense ants.
Everyone displayed an expectant gaze.
Staring intently at the very front.
