Mr. Moustache
Translator: Lonelytree Redakteur: Millman97
In reality, it was not that Ye Shuang was astute, but the moustache was too blunt. When Su Zheng mocked the person as unskilled, the man's face already darkened—it was difficult to not see.
If you are not the culprit, why would you be angered about that?
Other than the fact that the person being mocked was Moustache, Ye Shuang could not figure out any other explanation. Ye Shuang smiled and looked over the pictures in Su Zheng's phone. She lifted her head to ask, "Brother Zao, have you been having some money problems recently?"
Honorable thieves were not like pickpockets who stole from others to survive. To hear Su Zheng say it, when they wanted to do something, they would go for something big. To steal from innocent people to survive, that was below their standard.