The man wore a face of shock and roared in anger, "You slut, how dare you play me?" It turned out he was the one who had just been going around robbing people with a sack. When he had demanded money from her earlier, he had looked as scared as a grandson, but the moment she made a move, he immediately knew they'd been deceived. With those skills, it was impossible that she'd have been so frightened.
Qinghe innocently pursed her lips, wasn't she just going with the flow? Others lost their wealth, she lost hers too, hers was just a little less.
"Pfft," Qing Yu couldn't help but laugh at her amusing demeanor.
By this point, Qinghe couldn't be bothered to scold him anymore. He was an abnormal one, always clueless to the situation.
The man kept tugging at his other arm, which had gone numb, his face flooded with panic. He couldn't have really lost use of it, could he?
Qinghe, being kind-hearted, assured him, "Don't worry, it'll recover in at most ten minutes."
