"Passengers, we will shortly be arriving at Xijing Station..."
Listening to the announcement in the carriage, Lian Youming picked up his luggage and led Yan Tao toward the stream of passengers getting off.
After a year away, the sight of the station drawing closer outside the window gave him the strange illusion that a lifetime had passed. Countless thoughts filled his mind.
Lian Youming had wanted to ask where the grandmother and granddaughter were going, but they had vanished in the blink of an eye.
There was no time to think about it. As the train pulled into the station, the dense crowd surged off like a tide, then squeezed toward the exit.
But just then-
Someone in the crowd suddenly cried out, "Oh! There's a thief!"
In an instant, everyone's attention turned toward the voice.
Even Lian Youming instinctively glanced over, but at that very moment, he caught sight of someone approaching out of the corner of his eye. A man with a skullcap, a vest, and a drooping mustache seemed to have suddenly emerged from the crowd. His eyes were lowered and his hands tucked into his sleeves. In the blink of an eye, he was right beside him.
Lian Youming's eyelid twitched. He was about to move when he realized he was trapped in the crowd. It was frighteningly packed, not just with people getting off, but with others rushing to board. Surrounded by this sea of people, he might injure someone else if he struck and unleashed his force.
What a vicious, underhanded move.
The man was as slippery as an eel. Though squeezed into the crowd, he rocked his shoulders and slipped through every gap until he was right in front of Lian Youming. As luck would have it, a woman holding a child