The group carried the wild boars down the mountain, quickly drawing a crowd of onlookers from the village. The sight of the seven or eight massive wild boars made the villagers' eyes turn green with envy. At the same time, a sense of worry crept in. With so many wild boars on the mountain, the villagers knew they wouldn't be able to fend them off if the beasts ever charged down into the settlement.
"Steward Zhuang," Village Chief Zhu Ziqiang called out as he squeezed through the crowd. Spotting Zhuang Datou leading the group, he hurried over to catch up. "Were all these wild boars hunted on the back mountain?"
"Not the back mountain. It was a few mountains away from here," Zhuang Datou replied. He knew exactly what they were worried about. Fortunately, his master had anticipated this and kept the two black bears from being carried down with the rest of the game. Otherwise, the villagers would have been scared out of their wits.
