Shen Yijia was dressed in rough clothes. Her face was dark and she had a stubble. She was petite, so the thief did not take her seriously at all.
Shen Yijia frowned. Initially, she thought that since this person had helped her earn 300 taels of silver, she would be gentler when she attacked.
But now…
"Ah!"
"Ah!"
"Let go of me!"
"Don't hit my face, don't hit my face!"
"Big Brother, I was wrong. Please spare me…"
After wailing for nearly ten minutes, Shen Yijia picked up the beaten up person and snorted. "I hate it when people say that something is wrong with me. You're the one who's got problems. Your entire family too."
With this delay, Qian Youde rushed over. When the thief saw him, he looked like he had seen his savior and cried, "Sir, I was wrong. Please get rid of this lunatic."
Thinking of what Shen Yijia had said just now, he said, "Please ask him to put me down. I'll return the thing to you, alright?"
