"Well then, Grandpa, take care now. Come by when you have time." Zhao Jun had wanted to give the old man a couple more warnings, but after hearing him say that, he could only swallow the words on the tip of his tongue. 'I'm not worried about the dogs,' he thought to himself. 'But I am worried about you.'
Actually, this was for the best. If Zhu Dashan had taken Little Bear and White Dragon, Zhao Jun would have been genuinely worried. But his worry would have been for the dogs getting hurt.
But since the old man insisted on taking Black Tiger, Big Fatty, and San Pang, Zhao Jun wasn't worried about the dogs anymore.
Knowing Big Fatty and San Pang's temperaments, they would have put up a fight against a Black Bear if Zhao Jun were there. But with Zhao Jun absent, the two of them would absolutely be able to retreat without a scratch.
As for Black Tiger, what worried Zhao Jun was that the dog might cause trouble for Zhu Dashan.
