The two were about to collide.
The wild horse's mind raced, instinctively trying to dodge, but catching a glimpse of the bustling street, he forcefully steadied himself on the spot.
And he put on a look of panic.
Su Luo realized he had abruptly entered her path, and braking was already too late. She could only try to turn her body sideways to avoid a head-on collision, but no matter how she attempted to dodge, she still knocked the wild horse over.
At the critical moment, Su Luo only had time to protect the jade pendant in her hand from shattering.
Thrown off balance by the force, the wild horse staggered back a few steps and fell onto the ground, bottom first. His wine jar shattered, and instinctively his hands landed on the ground to steady himself, pressing into the sharp shards of broken pottery.
Even with his rough skin and thick flesh, his palm was pierced, and blood streamed freely.