"Gee up...whoa whoa whoa...giddy up..."
Sun Shijie held a herding whip, driving the flock of sheep forward. There were more than twenty of them, but each looked listless and lacked vitality.
But that couldn't be helped. The sheep had been quite restless upon smelling a scent earlier, and were finally calmed down before being driven out by Sun Shijie.
Next to him, Xiao Feng suppressed a laugh and said, "I didn't know you had this skill. Did you tend sheep for a landlord when you were young?"
"Haven't eaten pork, but have seen pigs run, haven't I? At my age, besides not keeping up with new things, everything else you learn just by watching," Sun Shijie replied without a trace of humility.
"There's a question," Xiao Feng turned to the main topic: "You don't seem to want to save the daughter of your old friend?"
Sun Shijie didn't answer the question directly. Instead, after a brief pause, he asked, "Can you be sure she's really hurt?"
