"What are you going to do, fast horse?" Asked the steward. The fast horse Zhang still went out as if he had not heard. He Jiuru ran after him and grabbed him. "Where are you going, fast horse?" He asked. Quick Ma Zhang turned around and said with a cold face, "Ninth Master, I'm quitting. I'm going back to Zhangjiakou right now. You can ask someone else to be smart about the matter of stepping...