"Ha..."
Huo the Third let out a soft breath, just about to say something, when a beggar came running into the second courtyard, clutching several jade carvings in his arms.
"Boss!"
The beggar's face was full of excitement as he said:
"This family is really rich, look at this piece of jade..."
"Swish!"
Before he could finish his sentence, his vision blurred suddenly, and a figure appeared in front of him. The sharp pain in his hands made him cry out loudly.
"Ah!"
Amidst the screams, the items in his hands were taken away by Fang Zheng, and his arms drooped limply.
"Taking without asking is called stealing."
Fang Zheng glanced at the loudly screaming beggar and said slowly:
"In the face of Master Jiao, I'll spare you with broken arms today. If you dare to act dishonestly again, I won't mind shedding blood."
"Fang Zheng!" Huo the Third shouted:
"How dare you raise your hand against people of the Beggar Gang?"
"Oh!"
Fang Zheng tilted his head:
"Are you dissatisfied?"
