The slightest movements of ordinary people could not escape Xue Fuyao's eyes, so after walking only a short distance, she had already spotted several pickpockets stealing things.
Xue Fuyao herself was a particular target. Dressed in fine clothes, young, and with her aura completely concealed, she looked like an ordinary wealthy girl out shopping. Before long, she had several tails behind her.
Petty thieves naturally had no chance of succeeding against her, but she was on guard against those with real ability.
However, almost all her valuables were stored in the space inside her body or in the different space. She carried little wealth on her person, just a single Storage Bag, so she was not particularly worried.
As for those thieves, Xue Fuyao was not someone with a strong sense of justice. Naturally, she would not shout for people to catch them. When she happened to see them, she simply pretended she had not, much less went out of her way to intervene.
"We meet again. We really must be fated."
Xue Fuyao looked at the young man who had appeared before her, her eyes somewhat puzzled. "You are?"
Seeing that she actually did not recognize him, Bei Que's expression stiffened for an instant.
"Have you forgotten? We met when we entered the city. My name is Bei Que."
At his words, Xue Fuyao recalled that there did indeed seem to have been such a person.
"Fuyao, didn't you say you were going to the City Lord's Mansion too? Why haven't I seen you there?" Xue Fuyao asked.
Hearing her question, Bei Que's face took on a sorrowful expression. "I came to find a friend. I heard he worked at the City Lord's Mansion, but after asking around, I learned that he had died during the previous Beast Tide.