"Are you that unreasonable?"
Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows, not angry at all.
Perhaps this woodcutter was afraid of getting into trouble.
"Woodcutter, don't go! Woodcutter!"
Sikong Wuyuan hurriedly caught up and patted the woodcutter's shoulder.
"Hey! Why did you hit me?" The woodcutter turned his head back with a frustrated expression and spoke fiercely.
Jiang Ming and Sikong Wuyuan were shocked.
Those who did not know better would think that this person was robbing them.
"Why is your attitude so bad?"
Sikong Wuyuan frowned but did not say much.
After all, he had a favor to ask of the other party.
"None of your business!"
The woodcutter rolled his eyes and turned to leave.
Jiang Ming decided to make a move himself. He lowered his voice and said, "Sir, how about we make a deal? We will do you one favor, and you will return it."
The woodcutter's heart warmed.