After the two had discussed and decided on their plan, Li Qing leisurely made his way down the slope.
Meanwhile, Lü Zong lagged behind by two steps, seemingly admiring the surrounding scenery.
Having heard Li Qing's explanation, he had been prepared to take the lead in the attack, believing that Li Qing's combat ability might not be as good as his.
But he couldn't talk Li Qing out of it, and in the end, he had no choice but to go along with Li Qing's plan—supporting while Li Qing led the attack.
As the two descended, the shepherd happened to drive the sheep out of the gully, his forehead slick with sweat and cursing under his breath.
Seeing his awkward manner of brandishing the whip only reinforced Li Qing's judgment.
How could a shepherd who couldn't even handle a whip properly be a good shepherd?
Plus, these days it's rare for shepherds to use whips at all; that's an old-fashioned practice.
