Seeing the fierce yet tender expression on the young man's face, Song Jian chuckled and took two steps forward.
"I'm warning you, don't come any closer or you'll be covered in blood!" the teenager shouted angrily, retreating two steps.
The alley was dimly lit and had a strong smell of urine. Song Jian didn't want to stay here much longer, so he waved to the boy and asked, "What level are you in the game?"
The teenager was startled and asked, "Are you a God-chosen too?"
"Cut the crap, we're just players. Don't try to make yourself look good," said Song Jian. "How did you end up resorting to robbery? You don't think you're tarnishing the name 'God-chosen'?"
The teenager showed an awkward expression and scratched his head. "I'm just a beggar, I don't have any other skills besides stealing."
"So you've upgraded from begging to robbery?" Song Jian waved his hand, "Come on out, it's too smelly in here."
