Zhong Zifan heard Huo Sining's shout but didn't slow down, explaining while chasing the mouse:
"Of course we need to get out, but to leave, we have to rely on this mouse!"
Huo Sining was slightly startled and had not yet understood the reason when Zhong Zifan had already caught up to the mouse, swiftly reaching out and grabbing it.
In the blink of an eye, the cunning mountain mouse was held by the tail and lifted upside down, squirming and squeaking in Zhong Zifan's hand, struggling incessantly.
Huo Sining watched him catch the mouse with flowing ease and couldn't help but take a second look, guessing inwardly that he must have had his fair share of catching mice and stealing bird eggs in the past; otherwise, how could his movements be so nimble?
"You just said the mouse is useful, could it actually lead us out?"
