"Sigh, don't even ask," Jiang Ming said in frustration. "We were trying to spear a boar up on the mountain, but we screwed up and let the pig smack him a couple of times."
"Ah." Zhao Jun wanted to say something more, but by then he had followed the crowd to Li Shufeng's front door.
The gateway was narrow, too small for so many people to pass through at once. Zhao Jun let go of Huang Gui's hand and, instead of going straight in, walked over to Tao Fulun's side.
Tao Fulun asked Zhao Jun, "What's wrong? You know him?"
Zhao Jun first nodded to show that he did, then shook his head in dismay.
Finally, with a sigh, he said to Tao Fulun, "That man just now... he's the owner of Little Black, the female dog I brought back."
"Ah, what a mess this is." Hearing this, Tao Fulun also sighed and shook his head. He then said to Zhao Jun, "He's completely laid up. Should we go back and get the dog for him?"
