Little did they know, while it was true Zhang Yuanmin had gone after three Black Bear's Dens, he hadn't actually managed to take a single one. In fact, he'd had several near-death experiences.
When the group of trappers saw him acting like this, they thought that going after three Black Bear's Dens in one winter meant he'd killed three Black Bears.
"Are you just blowing smoke?" Out of the twenty-odd men, there was at least one sober mind. A man named Li Yuan asked Zhang Yuanmin directly, "A short guy like you? If the tree hollow was a little high, you couldn't even reach it with a ladder. So tell me, how'd you do it?"
Zhang Yuanmin let out a cold snort, craning his neck back arrogantly. "Fine. Your Brother Zhang will lay it all out for you today."
Several men instantly crowded around Zhang Yuanmin. As he sat in the middle, his short stature caused him to be immediately swallowed up by the circle of bodies.
