Zhao Jun had thought Tao Fulun would be thrilled to hear there was a tiger in the mountains.
But in reality, the moment he heard Tao Fei say there was a stone tiger in the mountains, the hand Tao Fulun was using to hold his mug trembled. Thanks to Tao Fei's quick reflexes, the whole mug of water didn't end up spilling onto the heated brick bed.
"For real? Or are you pulling my leg?" Tao Fulun's face was dead serious as he looked at Tao Fei. "I'm telling you, if you dare lie to me, don't blame me if I teach you a lesson."
"Grandpa," Tao Fei said with a smile, "I'm not lying. You can go ask around and you'll find out."
"What's the matter?" Zhao Jun asked, looking at Tao Fulun curiously. "Old-timer, you're not thinking of taking on a tiger, are you?"
Hearing Zhao Jun's words, a flash of sorrow crossed the old man's face. He shook his head and said, "A Tiger... I wouldn't dare take one of those on. I can manage a wild boar or a Black Bear, but not that."
