When Zhao Jun announced he was going to help Tao Dabao catch the Tiger, everyone in the room stared at him in utter shock.
Even Li Baoyu reached out, tugged on Zhao Jun's sleeve, and whispered, "Brother, you haven't even been drinking. Why are you spouting such nonsense?"
If Li Baoyu had been drinking, he would've dared to say such crazy things himself. He might even have tried to imitate Wu Erlang and go up the mountain to fight a fierce tiger one-on-one. But Li Baoyu had just poured his drink; he hadn't even taken a sip yet.
When he was sober, Li Baoyu knew that a Northeast Tiger was just like a wild Black Bear. If you wanted to kill it, you might be able to pull it off with a few tricks. But capturing one alive? That was a different story entirely.
Not to mention, the Yongxing Brigade had over a thousand militiamen. If Tao Dabao took them all up the mountain, what couldn't they kill?
