"I said, the Fishing Guild was all over the streets today like a bunch of madmen looking for someone; turns out they were looking for this little guy!"
Feng Si said with sudden comprehension.
The beggar next to him immediately said, "Fourth Master, this Fishing Guild is no small fry to mess with, especially the White Tiger Hall. That old guy Peng Shizhong is extremely protective; messing with his adoptive son's sister, this matter is bound to be troublesome!"
Feng Si stroked his chin and didn't say much.
The beggar immediately advised, "Fourth Master, why don't we just let her go? We shouldn't get into a conflict with the White Tiger Hall; it'll be tough for us in West City later."
Hearing this, Feng Si said, "Let go, let go of what? Do they know it was us?"
The beggar said, "There are no walls in the world without cracks; it'll eventually be exposed."
Feng Si said, "So what if it's exposed?"
Hmm?!
The beggar was stunned, not understanding Feng Si's train of thought.
