Zhao Jun was walking all four dogs on leashes. The moment Big Fatty barked, the other three started to pull as well.
Even with just Big Fatty pulling, Zhao Jun had to strain to hold on. Now that all four dogs were pulling at once, how could he possibly keep them in check?
Zhao Jun separated the four leashes in his hand, gave the leftmost one a tug, and unclipped the chain. Flower Cat shot out immediately.
The dog was incredibly fast. Before Zhao Jun could even release Hua Lang, Flower Cat was already three or four meters away.
But he wasn't the lead dog; his earlier barking was just him joining the commotion. With no lead dog to guide him, Flower Cat trotted over to a tree, lifted his hind leg, and squirted a stream of liquid onto the trunk.
Zhao Jun saw this but didn't pay it any mind. Hunting dogs were like that—it was normal for them to even step on their master's heels.
