Chapter 254: The Cold Shoulder A whip cracked against the horse's flank, and Kuba's mount bolted forward instantly. I gripped the reins with one hand and swung the whip with the other, galloping across the vast expanse of the grasslands. Just as I surged ahead, I heard the locals behind us shouting and cheering. They were drinking mare's milk wine, laughing and hollering as they watched us go. The horse followed the trail left by Tian Xiaoqi for about a li. Once the campfires of the locals were no…