The first to make his move was a little beggarboy. Taking advantage of Su Zixuan's inattention, he bumped into him intentionally and seized the opportunity to steal his money pouch.
Believing himself to be undetected, he curled up his lips in delight, making a quick getaway.
His small figure merged easily with the crowded streets, like a slippery catfish navigating through human crevices, he quickly darted into a deserted alley.
There, he took a breather and began to swing the pouch around, humming a tune, his body swaggered effortlessly in delight.
Just as he was about to open the pouch and count his loot, chirping sounds of a bird, followed by a teasing laugh came from behind him.
"Pretty fast runner you are, nimble with your hands, I see. Clearly a seasoned pickpocket," a voice said.
"Who's there?"
The little beggarboy turned around sharply, his scalp tingling with fear as he faced the petite figure approaching him.
