Zhuifeng lifted its head, letting out a few soft calls, its beautiful eyes fixed on Jin Weiguo, seeming to quite enjoy what he was saying.

Its demeanor made Zhang Yang laugh in exasperation; this spirit beast Heavenly Horse actually enjoyed flattery.

"It... it understands?"

Jin Weiguo wore an expression of utter astonishment. He had just praised the white horse, and it responded by neighing proudly, making its meaning perfectly clear.

"Hiss!"

Zhuifeng called out twice more, nodding its head in satisfaction. Jin Weiguo was even more shocked.

"Zhuifeng is very intelligent, unlike ordinary horses!"

Long Cheng walked over and explained softly, casting a glance of reverence toward Zhuifeng; he was the one most aware of Zhuifeng's true power.

Zhang Yang's incredible display of might on the Long Family Plain this time had caused his three accompanying spirit beasts to shine brightly as well. Now, everyone among the Four Great Families knew that the lineage of the Medical Saint had produced its most outstanding genius, accompanied by three spirit beasts.

The names Zhuifeng, Lightning, and Shadow had all spread far and wide.

"Yes, truly intelligent. This is the first time I've ever seen such a smart horse!"

Jin Weiguo nodded repeatedly, the envy in his eyes deepening as he looked at Zhuifeng, now mixed with surprise.

Everyone had different hobbies and passions. Jin Weiguo was devoted entirely to horses. The horse farm in Hangzhou was famous across several neighboring provinces and cities, a reputation largely due to his diligent management.

At the Mingyue Club, he and Qi Heng were the two owners; Qi Heng managed the golf course but rarely concerned himself with the operations, unlike Jin Weiguo, who was constantly at the stables, pouring his heart into the place.

Because of this dedication, many people loved to visit; over time, the Hangzhou Horse Farm became more renowned than those in Shanghai or Nanjing.

"That kid spoiled the mood. I don't feel like playing golf anymore!"

Su Zhantao and Wang Chen walked over. Wang Chen pouted and muttered something.

"If you don't want to play, then don't. Let's rest for a bit, and then we'll head to the horse farm!"

Jin Weiguo's eyes flickered continuously. As he spoke, he couldn't help but glance at Zhuifeng again, who lightly nodded back at him, seemingly having a very good impression of the man.

Being the first person Zhuifeng had taken such a liking to upon first meeting was an unprecedented occurrence for Jin Weiguo.

"Good, we’ll go to the stables later. Zhang Yang, you come with us!"

Su Zhantao nodded. They hadn't seen Zhang Yang since his engagement; now that they had finally caught up with him, they certainly weren't letting him go.

Zhang Yang turned back and glanced, finally nodding his assent. He had originally planned to leave, but since he ran into these old friends, going along for some fun seemed appropriate. Encountering his good friends in an unfamiliar city put Zhang Yang in a very good mood.

After resting in the lounge for a while, the group continued to question Zhang Yang incessantly.

During the break, Qi Heng presented Zhang Yang with a Supreme Membership Card—a card for the entire club complex. It granted free access to all venues under the club’s ownership.

This included the golf course they were at, the horse farm not far away, the seven entertainment venues, and two shopping malls—all properties owned by Qi Heng and Jin Weiguo.

This card not only allowed free entry but also covered all expenses. It held enough credit for them to play every day and never exhaust the balance.

Fewer than five people in all of Hangzhou possessed such a card. Zhang Yang had just received one.

Seeing this card, a touch of envy and shock involuntarily appeared in Huang Jing’s eyes. She had heard much about the Mingyue Club while in Hangzhou; it was the city's most famous and highest-status establishment.

Countless people took pride in merely holding a membership card for the club.

The club cards were divided into three tiers. The most common was the Silver Card, like the one she held, which anyone with money could obtain—the entry fee was 100,000, and it offered a 15% discount at all affiliated venues.

Better than the Silver Card was the Gold Card, which couldn't simply be bought with money.

Reportedly, Gold Card members needed a minimum of 500,000 to start, along with a certain degree of status and standing. Li Hua, leveraging his local connections, managed to acquire a Gold Card after much effort, something he frequently flaunted to her.

Beyond the Gold Card, there was a mysterious Diamond Membership.

This membership was even scarcer, requiring even higher status. Rumor held that the Diamond Memberships were kept confidential; no one knew exactly how many existed currently.

But based on hearsay, there weren't many. Huang Jing recalled that the last time she dined with a Vice Mayor of Hangzhou, he had proudly shown off his Diamond Card.

A Vice Mayor felt honored to possess one; one could imagine the card's influence.

That was just past rumor. Now she realized there was a level above the three tiers—the superior and more powerful Supreme Card—and Zhang Yang held one.

Her Silver Card was utterly incomparable when placed next to Zhang Yang’s Supreme Card.

She finally understood why Zhang Yang had told her previously that he wasn't lacking money and wouldn't sell his Youth-Preserving Elixirs. How could someone like this lack funds, or sell his treasures for mere coin?

"Zhang Yang, who is this person?"

Wang Chen grabbed Zhang Yang’s shoulder and asked him in a hushed, lecherous whisper, secretly glancing at Huang Jing.

Huang Jing was indeed beautiful; even Wang Chen, a seasoned player of hearts, felt a stir of interest.

Zhang Yang glared at Wang Chen, fully aware of his intentions, while Wang Chen just chuckled slyly.

Sighing, Zhang Yang finally explained, "She's a friend, a business partner!"

"A business partner? What business?"

Hearing this, Wang Chen immediately became interested, and Li Ya also stepped closer, staring intently at Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang had invested in Li Ya’s ventures and was a shareholder; to say he wasn't worried about Zhang Yang pulling out his capital would be a lie. Zhang Yang's status was now more crucial than the funds.

"Hotel business..."

Zhang Yang quietly described the hotel company's affairs, effectively introducing Huang Jing to these men.

Huang Jing diligently noted down the names and faces of each person. She was keenly aware that if her Huang family intended to operate successfully in the mainland, establishing connections with these individuals was essential; they might even prove greatly helpful in the future.

"You kid, you have good luck, but Miss Huang has even better luck!"

After hearing Zhang Yang’s description, Wang Chen nodded. Zhang Yang hadn't mentioned that Huang Jing had gifted him the shares; he had only stated that he purchased them, making him the company's largest shareholder now.

Wang Chen had heard of this hotel; its business was excellent, with high prospects for profit. Zhang Yang gaining such a large stake and becoming the top shareholder was indeed quite good.

Of course, the Huang family was also fortunate to connect with Zhang Yang; for them, this association was worth more than many investments.

Currently, the nation encouraged foreign investment and opened the market to outsiders, offering considerable tolerance. But as time wore on and certain undesirable habits of foreign capital became intolerable, their businesses would gradually be affected.

At that point, a strong and powerful backer would be paramount.

The Huang family saw this, which is why they sought cooperation with the Li family. However, the Li family simply couldn't compare to Zhang Yang; the difference in treatment between Li Hua and Zhang Yang at the golf course made that evident.

"Young Master Wang is right. This is my luck, and also the luck of our Huang family!"

Huang Jing smiled sweetly, while Zhang Yang said nothing more. He had already stated his position regarding business matters—he wouldn't interfere—so he kept quiet.

The horse farm and the golf course were only three kilometers apart. After the group departed, they soon arrived.

The horse farm occupied an even larger area, featuring a vast track for riding and an extremely modern breeding center.

There were no less than ten veterinarians employed here just to ensure that if any of the prized horses fell ill, they could be treated immediately. Furthermore, specialized equipment for treating horses had cost Jin Weiguo over a million.

This was not all. Each horse here was attended to by nearly two dedicated professionals. Jin Weiguo’s strict directive was that absolutely no horse, even one of low value, was allowed to fall ill or suffer an accident; if such an incident occurred, he would punish everyone involved.

This policy alone added significantly to his expenses. While the golf course generated profit, his horse farm consistently ran at a loss.

Despite the financial drain, he continued to invest, demonstrating the profound heart he poured into the place—a true lover of horses, which explained why Zhuifeng viewed him favorably.

"Zhang Yang, may I bring Zhuifeng inside?"

Upon arriving and getting out of the vehicle, Jin Weiguo immediately approached Zhang Yang and asked with deep hopefulness.

Zhuifeng was currently stepping down from the Hummer, and his eyes were instantly drawn back to the spirit horse.

"Wait a moment, let me ask!"

Zhang Yang hesitated slightly but couldn't bring himself to refuse the request. He spoke to Zhuifeng’s ear for quite a while before the horse finally nodded softly.

Allowing an outsider, especially an ordinary person, to come into contact with Zhuifeng was undoubtedly risky. However, Zhang Yang could sense no malice in Jin Weiguo, only genuine adoration, which is why he persuaded Zhuifeng.

Fortunately, Zhuifeng had a good impression of him and agreed this time.

"You can bring Zhuifeng along, but you absolutely cannot let Zhuifeng interact casually with others!"

Zhang Yang added a strict warning, also instructing Shadow to accompany Zhuifeng just in case of any unforeseen events. Zhuifeng had been in the city for too short a time, and his wild nature remained strong; such precautions were necessary.

"Don't worry, absolutely no problem!"

Hearing that he could accompany Zhuifeng, Jin Weiguo immediately agreed with joyful nods. He only intended to lead the horse, not ride it; even if Zhuifeng had a good impression of him, permitting him to mount was out of the question.

Gently stroking Zhuifeng’s coat, Jin Weiguo walked ahead, carefully leading the horse. Long Cheng’s heart was in his throat; only when Zhuifeng made no aggressive moves did he relax.

Jin Weiguo himself did not realize that his interaction with Zhuifeng was akin to gambling with his life.

A casual nudge from Zhuifeng could spell his doom. Spirit beasts were spirit beasts; even if they weren't creatures of brute strength, ordinary humans couldn't withstand them—except perhaps Shadow.

The horse farm was bustling, with many horses already running on the track. As soon as they entered, Zhuifeng’s head lifted high.

It suddenly reared back and let out a piercing neigh. Every horse running or standing still immediately stopped. All turned their heads to look toward Zhuifeng. Then, every single one performed the same action: they dropped to their knees in submission.

This sight stunned everyone present.