"I want to finish the rest."

"How can this be done?"

"Of course I won't let it do it..."

The young scholar had a "death" fight with the thief.

"But I ended up..."

The young scholar spread his hands and "only two steamed buns were saved."

...

oh……

The woodcutter was stunned when he heard this.

After a while, the woodcutter's brain seemed to have returned to normal operation, "Are you okay?"

The woodcutter asked with concern.

...

"fine."

The young scholar shook his head.

"I just lost a few steamed buns."

...

"That's good……"

The woodcutter breathed a sigh of relief.

The steamed buns are eaten.

It's good that people are fine.

but……

"It actually came again..."

The woodcutter still felt a little surprised about this.

"Why is it so brave?"

“Isn’t it afraid of being caught?”

...

"Probably it has the confidence to not be caught?"

The young scholars didn't know either.

“It runs very fast.”

"I did not catch it."

...

"That's because you didn't react."

The woodcutter seeks repair for his younger brother.

Besides, my younger brother is really not good at catching people - no, it is just catching small animals.
Chapter completed!