Shen Zhenrong led his granddaughter as they walked out, preparing to leave the forest. As they walked, he said, "There's a pioneering spot nearby, wait there for me, I'll come back here later."
"Grandpa, it's better not to take the risk." Shen Tongtong insisted.
Shen Zhenrong looked at his granddaughter indulgently, smiling, "Don't worry, I know how to deal with those red-headed weasels. When I was a pioneer, I dealt with many desolate beasts like them."
However, at that moment, sharp cries seemed to ring out from within the forest, the surrounding leaves shaking rapidly, and then one after another, red-headed weasels appeared on the branches, staring at the two of them hungrily.
"It's the red-headed weasels!"
Shen Zhenrong was first startled, then quickly said with delight. He had planned to come back later to find them, but he hadn't expected these red-headed weasels to show up on their own.
