"Sister, I want to go too."
The Little Prince clasped Baoya with eagerness in his eyes.
"Roar."
Baoya appeasingly let out a couple of sounds.
Lin Qingluo replied with a smile, "Come here; let sister help you mount the horse."
"Mm-mm."
The Little Prince, with his sparkling big eyes, cheerfully held onto Baoya, and trotted over to Lightning.
"Neigh."
Lightning snorted, shooting a disdainful look at Baoya, and let out an imperious neigh.
"Roar."
Baoya's eyes rolled, refusing to be belittled by Lightning, it swiftly leapt onto the horse's back with its small body. Its agility was truly remarkable.
The Little Prince was so taken aback by Baoya's quick movement that all he saw was a flash of light before him.
"Baoya, you've got some skill," teased Qingluo with a playful smile, as she helped the Little Prince onto the horse and gently patted Lightning's head.
"Neigh."
Provoked by Baoya, Lightning neighed and reared up, racing forward like an arrow.