That figure stood out far too much.
In the Sewer Market, where the stench of rot filled the air, everyone wanted nothing more than to hide in the shadows.
Only she stood perfectly straight beneath the brightest torch, with a pair of sunglasses perched on her nose.
They were an extravagant pair with cheap rhinestones set into the frames, making her look like a clown who had just escaped from a third-rate circus.
She probably thought they would hide her identity.
But down here, where visibility was poor to begin with, wearing those things did little besides turn her blind. Their only other purpose was probably to announce to everyone: I am a suspicious person trying to disguise myself, and I am not particularly bright.
At that moment, she had one slender finger extended, pointing at a shifty-looking fellow opposite her.
"He cheated."
Sky's voice carried through the noisy crowd. Although she had deliberately lowered it, trying to imitate the gravelly voice of a "seasoned adventurer," she sounded like a goose being strangled.
"I saw it myself. Three minutes before the race began, when the bell rang for the second time, he pretended to straighten the cage and fed a suspicious piece of dried meat to rat number 37."
The man she accused was as skinny as a monkey, with two large front teeth jutting out of his mouth. His nickname was "Gap-Tooth."
He was staring at the burly man beside him in terror, waving his hands frantically. "Boss! How could I possibly cheat? You know me! I've been with you for years. When have I ever done anything like that?"
The spectators began to jeer.
Some whistled, some laughed, and others shouted, "Make her pay!"
Xia Lin's gaze settled on the burly man they called "Boss."
He stood a