Outside the tent, the old man watched bitterly as Su Ergou and the little cub fought over the Guanyin Bodhisattva's magic treasure.
Su Ergou aimed one eye at the magic treasure and exclaimed as he looked.
"Wow!"
"Wow!"
"Wow!"
The little cub rolled over and stood up shakily with its short legs. Its small claws went to scoop up the thing in Su Ergou's hand.
Su Ergou carried it onto his lap and taught it to see.
It didn't look. It wanted to bite.
The old man looked at the Guanyin Bodhisattva's Dharma treasure being bitten by the little cub with a fierce gaze.
"I can't undo it."
He spoke bitterly.
Su Xiaoxiao waited for him to continue.
The little cub probably felt that the magic treasure was not delicious. He grabbed the magic treasure and wiped his forehead a few times before throwing it away.
The old man's fingertips twitched.
