The smell of hay and beans, mixed with the sound of an egg cracking, a large black horse in the stable snorted happily and nudged the rough canvas tunic of its guard.,A man who resembled him, an old man with chicken skin and hair like a crane's feathers, appeared again.,“Tomorrow, I will go to Second Aunt’s first. Second Aunt is the concubine of Old Master Huang, and Huang Manor employs martial artists as guards. There might be some health-preserving techniques in her house…”。