"No… That's impossible. Where's the firewood? Where's all the firewood we chopped?"
An Hao rushed into the straw shed and circled around.
They had worked long and hard to fill the straw shed with firewood. How could everything disappear like that?
"Was the firewood stolen? Who stole it?!"
An Gouzi could not believe his eyes and even pinched himself secretly.
However, no matter how many times he closed and reopened his eyes, the straw shed in front of him remained empty. There was nothing inside—not even a piece of wood shaving.
"So you still know that you have to come?"
They heard a familiar voice suddenly and trembled instinctively.
It's An Jiuyue. Is An Jiuyue back? Is An Jiuyue behind this? Did she take away all the firewood we'd been chopping for days?
However, they did not dare to say anything because they did not witness how An Jiuyue removed the firewood.
