"Catch—catch the thief! Come... someone help!"
Auntie Li's anxious voice was getting closer.
Whoosh!
A man swift as the wind streaked past the entrance of the alley.
Clutching a handbag and wearing a black hat, he was the "Triple Blade Master" that Lin Xian had been eagerly waiting for.
As Lin Xian walked out of the alley, he bumped right into the pursuing Auntie Li.
Auntie Li, with a look of urgency, grabbed Lin Xian's arm:
"Young... young man!"
"Understood."
"My... my..."
"No problem."
Lin Xian steadied her against the wall:
"Auntie Li, don't panic, just wait here, and San Pang will bring your handbag to you shortly."
With that, he unleashed his parkour skills and disappeared into the twists and turns of the narrow path with a few back-and-forth jumps...
Auntie Li stood with her mouth open, as confused as a monk with a two-yard head:
"I... I haven't even said anything yet..."
...
Thump thump thump!
Lin Xian leaped sideways in the narrow, winding corridors.
