"This fire has no effect on me. It's fine," said Jiang Ming.
As he was speaking, the horse's owner came to Jiang Ming and the others. "I'm really sorry. My horse has caused trouble for everyone."
He was dressed in black, and even his face was covered by a black cloth.
Jiang Ming and the others could not see his expression at all. They could only tell from his actions that he was somewhat apologetic.
Jiang Ming landed on the ground and stared at the horse's owner. "This horse can open its acupuncture points by itself. It's a smart horse."
This was what puzzled him.
Logically speaking, how could a horse be able to open its acupuncture points by itself?
If not for the horse owner's interference, he would never have believed it.
The horse's owner evaded the question. "What are you saying? This horse isn't very smart. It could be an accident, or it could be that you didn't set the acupuncture points properly."