Child let out a cold snort, bent down, reached out, and snatched the wallet the man had just stolen from his embrace. She patted his face with it twice and said, "Keep running, then."
"Lady, you can really run, and you sure can hit hard. I'm sold, I'm sold, please spare me, will you? I won't dare do it again next time." The thief immediately pleaded with a bow.
Child frowned and said, "Am I that old? You're calling me 'lady'? Aren't you offending me?"
Norton Jarvis, sitting on top of the wall, burst out laughing after hearing Child's words and almost slipped off the wall.
The thief, realizing that Child wasn't from Yat Nation and might not understand some phrases, quickly said, "Beautiful! Beautify, I have the elderly above and the young below, my entire family relies on me for food. Please let me go, beautiful. In my next life, I'll be your ox or horse, anything."
Child said sternly, "I'm a doctor, I don't believe in the next life."
