Su Hao grabbed Ashan by the sleeve and barked in a low voice, "Don't meddle in other people's business. Let's leave first!"
Ashan nodded, then followed Su Hao as they quickly ran out of that area of Anomalies.
What relieved Su Hao was that after the two of them left, those strange people did not pursue them. Instead, they resumed moving, each doing whatever they had been doing, as though Su Hao and Ashan had never appeared at all.
The two soon arrived in South City.
Once they got there, it was as though they had entered another bustling metropolis. The place was extraordinarily lively.
Yet the difference from North City was stark. The environment was dirtier and more chaotic, and most people wore a trace of hostility on their faces, as though they could start fighting over a single disagreement. Those who were more timid merely hurried along the street corners, never daring to linger.
The overall atmosphere was tense!
Su Hao and Ashan strolled down the streets, curiously taking everything in. They found it astonishing that different areas within the same city could offer such utterly different experiences. It was quite novel.
Just then, a grimy little hand quietly reached toward Su Hao's money pouch.
Without even looking, Su Hao reached out and caught that little hand, leaving it unable to break free.
Only then did Su Hao lower his head to look.
A boy of around five or six was glaring stubbornly at Su Hao, as if saying, This young master got caught. Do whatever you want. If I make a sound, I lose.
Su Hao smiled. The kid's pickpocketing skills were decent, but unfortunately, he had run into an old hand like him. When Su Hao had been three or four, he had done plenty of