Madam Ji looked at Qu Xiujie and spoke in a cold and authoritative voice. The glint in her eyes made him feel as if he had done something wrong.
"Old thing, why have I never seen you act like a knight in shining armor in the past?"
Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He knew that the woman would never say anything nice to him. Even if she was praising him, it would sound heavily coated in mockery.
"Don't tell me I have to report to you what I do?"
He puffed out his chest and looked up. From the gazes he received, he could sense that he had won the crowd's goodwill; there were even people who had raised their phones to take a photo of him.
When the two were on the ground, Mao Nana even raised her phone to take a front-facing photo of the pickpocketer. Before the security of the departmental store could arrive, he already had the thief subdued.
"You are now famous. Soon, in R City, your name will be reverberating in every corner."
