The rains had been heavy this year, and the mountain gullies and ponds were all filled with water. After the dogs crossed through the gullies and went uphill, you could see their bellies were covered in mud.
That was why Zhao Jun and the others were all wearing boots.
But this river, while not particularly deep, was waist-high at its deepest point. If they waded across, all their clothes would be soaked. Walking the mountain paths after that would be miserable.
So, Zhao Jun and the others stripped off their shirts, pants, and boots, preparing to cross the river naked.
As they were undressing, Wang Dalong asked Zhao Jun, "Xiaojun, where'd you get that big black dog of yours?"
Hearing Wang Dalong ask about Black Tiger, Zhao Jun smiled and said, "I found him."
"Found him?" Wang Dalong was taken aback and quickly followed up, "Where? He looks like a pretty good dog."
The moment Wang Dalong said this, both Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu gave him a strange look.
