An Yiqing's willow eyebrows raised, a smile on her lips that was full of deep meaning.
She parted her red lips and spoke softly, "A robbery? Just with you few?"
The group of youths was taken aback, looking at each other in confusion. This wasn't how it went in the TV dramas they had seen; wasn't a young girl supposed to scream and beg for mercy when faced with a robbery?
"Don't, don't talk nonsense! Hurry up! Hand over the money!" The boy leading them swallowed nervously, his threats belying an underlying timidity.
"Yeah! Hand over the money! Quick!" The other boys behind him joined in on the clamor. Though they were all tall, the tension and hesitation in their eyes were undisguised.
An Yiqing looked at these tall yet anxious boys and let out a soft laugh.
"What are you laughing at?"
"Hmm, why do you want to rob? Isn't it better to get a job when you are able-bodied?" An Yiqing asked them with a smile, her voice gentle.
