The woman acted as though she hadn't heard him and continued, "And it wasn't just one failure."
"He failed every time."
"The more he failed, the more unwilling he was to give up..."
"He'd trapped himself in a dead end."
"I'm telling you the truth."
"The sooner he accepts reality, the better..."
"The further he goes, the more he won't want to give up for the sake of his pride..."
"When it comes to that, no amount of advice from others will help..."
"Auntie!"
The woodcutter's brows twitched sharply several times.
He forcibly held back his temper.
"Stop talking."
"My younger brother is fine."
"He's not so fragile that he can't handle a few failures."
"Besides..."
The woodcutter took a deep breath. "Who says my younger brother is bound to fail?"
The woman's words grated terribly on his ears.
"My younger brother is clever."
"And extremely hardworking."
In the woodcutter's eyes, his younger brother was an outstanding person.
"Auntie."
"You don't understand my younger brother."
So don't jump to conclusions about him.
"I may not understand him, but I just saw him—"
The woman began.
She seemed completely unaware that the woodcutter and the young woman were displeased.
"It was only a fleeting glance."
The woodcutter rudely cut her off.
"You only saw him once..."
"You might have mistaken what you saw."
"You... really are going too far."
After spending so much time with his younger brother, the woodcutter had picked up a few rather bookish turns of phrase.
"I—"
"It's getting late."
The woodcutter rudely interrupted her again. "We'll go prepare dinner."
He didn't want to hear another word from the woman.
The woodcutter pulled the young woman along and left the main hall without looking back.
After a long while, the woman finally