Su Mingren glared at Su Twelve's hand holding the alchemy furnace, he puffed up his cheeks and narrowed his eyes, then drew out his wooden sword, making a menacing strike.,Su Mingren, carrying a wooden staff, puffed and panted as he chased after him.,"You're tearing up the roof of my house every day! Fine, the dog I can understand, but this stove! Where do you think I'm going to hide it You keep turning things over like you have a problem with them!"。