Yu Xing entered the tailor shop for the third time.
This time, he didn't wait for Miss Wu to come out with a kitchen knife. Ignoring everything in the front room, he slipped into the back room at a speed no ordinary person could match.
The curtain barely stirred after he passed through, making no sound.
The dim light in the back room didn't affect Yu Xing's vision. He saw a flicker of surprise cross Miss Wu's face as she rose from the seat in front of the sewing machine. A kitchen knife lay on the little stool beside it, within easy reach, with a pair of scissors and a sewing kit underneath.
Her eyes widened slightly, and a smile quickly spread across her face. "...Who are you? Are you from the delivery company?"
"I just heard a loud crash outside. It sounded like something had fallen over, so I was thinking of going out to have a look."
Yu Xing gave her a knowing smile.
Since Miss Wu could control the mannequin and have it work with her, she surely knew it had already been smashed to pieces.
She was saying this now because she'd realized he was fairly aggressive and was considering stalling for time while the mannequin dealt with him.
He had already located the shrine on his last visit. Too lazy to play along, he didn't even answer. He went straight to the two bolts of fabric covering it and reached out to move them.
"Hey, you!" Miss Wu hurried over, her steps half elegant, half frantic. Her tone held a reproach that wasn't quite forceful. "Are you from the delivery company or not? You came into the back room without asking, and now you're touching things without permission. Is this how your company treats people?"