Grandma Wang squinted her eyes, looking at Shitou with sudden joy. She sized him up from head to toe, marveling at the sight.
"Hehe, Grandma Wang, you still remember me?"
Shitou scratched the back of his head with embarrassment.
Ji Liuyun, Lin Jinhao, and Lin Jinlei, hearing the three words Little Street Beggar, were all filled with curiosity, and couldn't help but look over.
"His glorious history."
Wang Meng happily explained: "He grew up in the Beggar Gang since he was a child, followed his master thief all over the place, and often slipped into other people's pockets."
"Huh?"
The three young men looked confused.
Was glorious history really the right term to use here?
"Just passing by the alley, I smelled the Osmanthus Wine."
Shitou was not bothered by his dark past at all and spoke excitedly, "You guys hurry up, pack up your things, and we'll go to the night market at night and buy some liquor from the winery."
"Mm, alright."