What Kind of Sense Is That?

"Let me go!"

The lean man's eyes showed surprise and panic.

He initially thought the master and servant couple looked like outsiders, and that they were honest-looking, making them easy targets.

As he expected, he succeeded easily.

When he held that full purse in his hand, he was incredibly excited!

Because he felt something like Spirit Stone inside!

This is exactly what those cultivator lords love most!

Could these two be cultivators? I can't tell!

He stole it anyway; he was just a fat sheep.

After this job, I can probably leave Dali and head to the Central Continent!

This place is quite close to the border of the Eastern Continent. I heard that the Devil Race are about to break through the defenses!

We have to run!

But before he could even enjoy his happiness for a few seconds, his hand was grabbed!

"Why should I let you go?" Ye Jing asked, his eyes narrowing slightly, with a hint of amusement.

"We don't know each other, who are you? What right do you have to grab me?" The lean man was a seasoned veteran; he quickly calmed down and asked with an innocent look on his face.

"Oh? You don't recognize it? Then take a look at this!"

Ye Jing smiled slightly, and with a flash of light, an exquisite purse appeared in his hand, the very one he had just snatched from the lean man.

The lean man's expression changed instantly when he saw the purse, a flicker of panic crossing his eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

"This purse... how did this purse end up in your hands? It's clearly mine! You, you stole my money!"

The lean man immediately turned the tables, accusing Ye Jing of stealing his money.

"Folks, come quick! This outsider has stolen my money!"

The lean man immediately began shouting.

Immediately, many people turned to look.

Ye Jing's lips curled up; he had long expected this lean man to be so shameless.

"You're talking nonsense! You're the one who stole our money!" Qiuyue immediately retorted.

"Who saw me steal it? He clearly stole my money, and he's trying to deny it!" the lean man said shamelessly. "Folks, you must believe me! We Dali Imperial Capital, the capital. Why would we need to steal money from two outsiders?"

"Although my family is poor, I have always been ambitious. This money is what I have painstakingly saved for half a year to treat my mother's illness."

"My poor mother! She's been bedridden for almost a year and hasn't been able to get out of bed!"

"The doctor said that if we don't get treatment soon, I won't be able to hold on!"

The lean man burst into tears instantly, sobbing uncontrollably.

His acting skills are absolutely unparalleled!

The passersby were instantly infected, and since Ye Jing and his group were from out of town, they all started to speak up:

"What a filial child, what a pitiful mother! It's truly Heavenly Dao that he had to suffer like this again!"

"Let her go! You two thieves, get to the authorities!"

"Hurry up and send him back to get his mother medical treatment. If you delay, you're committing murder!"

"What shameless people! They even stole money meant for saving someone's life!"

They started criticizing Ye Jing and Qiuyue, one after the other!

"Have you... even understood the situation?!" Qiuyue was speechless with anger. She had never encountered anything like this before; how could they twist the truth like this?

Can someone really gain so much sympathy and support just by crying, feigning helplessness, and making baseless accusations?

That's utterly unreasonable!

Ye Jing, on the other hand, remained completely calm and composed. As a seasoned internet surfer in his previous life, this was nothing new for him!

"Alright, Qiuyue, don't bother with these people!" Ye Jing smiled slightly, put his arm around Qiuyue's shoulder, and comforted her.

"But young master, he clearly stole our money..." Qiuyue said somewhat unwillingly.

"I know, but you can't reason with this kind of person!" Ye Jing shook his head and said calmly.

"What should we do then?" Qiuyue frowned as she looked at the growing crowd.

"Of course they were taught a lesson. Explaining things to these people is pointless; only broken bones truly prove the truth!"

Ye Jing smiled slightly, grabbed the lean man's other hand, and twisted it forcefully. With a "crack" sound, the lean man's arm was broken by Ye Jing!

"Ah!"

The wiry man screamed in agony. He never expected that this seemingly frail young man would be so violent, breaking his arm in one fell swoop!

The onlookers who had been protesting fell silent instantly, speechless with astonishment!

This is... way too brutal!

"This is my purse. I don't want to explain too much. You can see for yourselves." Ye Jing saw that the scene had quieted down.

He then pulled out countless identical purses from his pocket.

Each one is plump.

Do you think I need to steal this person's money?

The onlookers were momentarily speechless, exchanging glances.

They're not fools either.

I realized I'd been tricked by that skinny guy!

"But you can't just lay a hand on them!"

A passerby, feeling awkward, said something.

"The law of Dali dictates that thieves must have their hands cut off, so what wrong have I done?" Ye Jing retorted directly.

"I..." The passerby dared not speak.

These people only had the courage because of the powerful connections they had. After seeing Ye Jing's fierce behavior, it was already quite remarkable that they could utter a single word!

Passersby scattered, fearing that disaster might befall them.

Only a few daring individuals watched the spectacle from afar, but dared not utter another word.

"You, you dare to lay a hand on me! I'll report you to the authorities, and I'll make you pay!" The wiry man clutched his severed hand, glaring venomously at Ye Jing, and threatened, "I have connections in the government. Even if they want to break my hand, it will be the government officials who do it, not you!"

"Report to the authorities? Sure, go ahead and report to the authorities. Let's see who ends up in trouble!" Ye Jing laughed dismissively.

Seeing Ye Jing's fearless demeanor, the lean man felt a little uneasy, but he didn't want to let Ye Jing off so easily, after all, his right hand was already useless.

"Fine, you just wait, I'm going to report this to the authorities right now. Don't you dare leave!" The lean man glared at Ye Jing, then turned and ran towards the Yamen.

"Young Master, are you... aren't you afraid he'll report us to the authorities?" Qiuyue wasn't worried, but they came to Dali to find someone, and wasn't it a bit wasteful of time like this?

"Afraid? Why should we be afraid? He stole our things first, we were just defending ourselves. Does the law of Dali forbid us from defending ourselves?" Ye Jing said with a faint smile.

"But, but he has connections in the government!" However, Qiuyue didn't say it aloud, believing that the young master had his own plans.

"It's alright, let's head towards the government office, that way we'll save some time!"

Ye Jing smiled slightly and walked towards the Yamen.

Qiuyue immediately followed.

Passersby who wanted to watch the spectacle also followed. Their lives were usually quite mundane, so they were more than happy to have something to see.