For a moment, Zhao Youcai was as incredulous as Xue Limin had been the day before.
"Son." Zhao Youcai suddenly broke into a smile at Zhao Jun. "Tomorrow's Sunday, and Dad's off work. How about we take the dogs up the mountain for a stroll?"
Zhao Youcai said this because he wanted to go up the mountain tomorrow to see what Black Tiger was capable of.
"Forget it." But at that moment, Zhao Jun was picking at strips of eggplant with his chopsticks. He shook his head and refused, "Dad, if we both go up the mountain, are you going to listen to me? Or am I going to listen to you? According to the rules of the mountains, you'd be the rookie. All the gutting work would fall to you..."
