The sky was gloomy. Beside the bustling streets of Tianjing, a beggar youth with dirty clothes and unkempt hair walked towards the fragrant steamed bun. He could not bear the hunger.
BANG!
A black shadow rushed over from the opposite side. Before the beggar youth could see clearly, he was knocked into his chest. His body staggered and was about to fall.
Something seemed to have been stuffed into his arms in a daze.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The sound of ingots falling to the ground could be heard. The young man lowered his head and realized that his chest was filled with golden ingots.
"Catch him, don't let that thief escape!…"
"Little brat, how dare you steal from Master Jun! I'll skin you alive…"
…
A series of curses mixed with chaotic footsteps came from the other side.