Zhang Lifu's nickname was Big Tongue Zhang because he spoke with a lisp.
He'd tried to say that the little wild boar was slurping cold water, but with his lisp, it came out sounding like it was drinking it "sneakily."
But that wasn't what surprised Zhao Jun. It was the soybeans paired with cold water. 'What kind of bizarre combination is that?'
Just as Zhao Jun was about to speak, he saw Zhang Lifu turn partway around. Zhang Lifu scanned the dogs and asked, "Jun, are all these dogs yours?"
"Yeah, they are."
"Tsk, tsk!" Zhang Lifu shook his head, smacking his lips. "These dogs aren't all that great."
Hearing this, Zhao Jun sensed something was off. He quickly asked, "Uncle Zhang, why would you say that?"
"I saw them earlier," Zhang Lifu told Zhao Jun. "I wasn't just out digging for wild greens today, I was also checking my boar snares. On my way back, when I got to the ridge below Class 43, I saw you and your dogs. You had a cannon egg cornered."
