On the other side, Su Qiao had no idea that a massive net had already slowly closed in around the crisscrossing alleys, trapping the thief she was chasing in a small area.
When she finally caught up with the thief, she thought it was because she had been fast enough.
"Even my things? You dared to steal from me? Are you looking to die?"
She kicked the man to the ground, pulled her cloth bag from his arms, and loosened the cord to take a look.
Thankfully, her precious Small Gold Bar was still there.
She stuffed the bag into her pocket, then lifted her leg and kicked the man on the ground again.
The man grabbed her foot and pleaded pitifully, "No, no, no! I already returned your things! Please, Overlord, spare this humble one's life!"
Su Qiao kicked him onto his back. "Hmph, what do you mean, you returned them?"
"I took them back myself. You people made me chase you for so long that I'm exhausted and look like this. Don't you think you should compensate me?"
"Com... compensate?" The man, sitting on the ground in a sorry state, failed to understand for a moment.
Su Qiao nudged his leg with her foot. "Take out everything valuable on you."
The man finally understood and immediately covered his pocket. "You—you—you... you're robbing me?"
"Wrong. This isn't called robbery. I'm demanding legitimate compensation for mental anguish and labor fees."
Su Qiao waved her fist in front of his face and glared at him threateningly.
The man's heart bled, but he didn't dare refuse. Gritting his teeth, he pulled a money pouch from his pocket. "H-Here... for you."
Host, he has another one in his arms.
444 scanned him. Good grief, he even knew not to put all his eggs