C172 Thief

The sun shone in the sky, and the wind played in the sky. From time to time, wisps of sunlight would fall on people's bodies, making them feel warm and comfortable!

The night in the capital was bustling and bright, but its day was flourishing. Without the cover of nature and night, people could come out to shop and play as much as they wanted. Because of the flourishing capital city, merchants from various places were proud to have one or two shops in the city, and because of that, the capital city became the most developed city in Demon World. People could find anything they wanted here — food, utensils, weapons, Magic Cores, etc. Of course, it was impossible to find things like drugs, because the The Fiendgod continent did not have such things. However, this store would soon become crowded. This inevitably caused some headaches to the security guards, such as stealing.

Amongst the bustling crowd, Chang Jing suddenly felt that his waist pouch had loosened, and when she touched his waist pouch, she discovered that it was no longer there.

He couldn't help but sigh at the handsome youth beside him, "Ah, there are people like that in the capital city!"

The youth chuckled and said, "Do you want it back?"

His voice sounded a bit pinkish, but he was definitely the best candidate to be the main character.

"Hmm, you saw it?"

"If you want it back, come with me," the man said, laughing again. "I can't guarantee you how much money is left in it."

With that, he disappeared into the crowd in a flash, and Chang Jing could only follow along.

"Well, he did."

The man stopped in a corner and quietly pointed at a half-grown boy.

Chang Jing looked over to see a group of eleven to twelve year old kids surrounding a fifteen to sixteen year old boy, pointing at him and talking about something.

As for the bigger boy, he was holding onto Chang Jing's wallet!

The man mysteriously asked Chang Jing, "Do you want to hear what they have to say?"

"Un, let's go closer!"

The man quickly shook his head and said, "No need, just watch me!"

After she finished speaking, his hands began to form seals. The complex seals in his hands were like flowers scattered in the sky, it was extremely beautiful. In a few seconds, Chang Jing heard the children in front of him talking.

"Eavesdropping skill?" Chang Jing opened her eyes wide and asked: "That's good, teach me, in the future I can …"

Before he could finish his joke, he was stopped by that person, because they had all heard about something that made one's heart ache — "Boss, we're going to post it this time!"

"That's right, those people on West Street don't dare to say that we're poor anymore. If you say that again, we'll scare them to death by patting our pockets and letting the sound of gold coins come out!"

"I can buy a lot of fun and delicious things to eat!"

"Let's not talk about this now," the older boy, who was called the eldest, said. "Let's think about what kind of doctor we should find to treat our father's illness. With this money, our father will be saved!"

As he spoke of his father, everyone's expression dimmed.

"Boss, I don't need to buy a lot of things. Let's give all of our money to dad to treat his illness!" The little girl who was previously arguing about buying this and that said, "Dad is really pitiful. His son died in the army and his grandson died in the army, and now he's the only one left in the family. Now he's also sick, and if we don't help him, he's really going to die!"

"That's right, we should repay this kindness with water. If it weren't for our old man taking care of us, I think we would all have frozen to death even if we didn't starve to death." The boss looked around at his' subordinates' and asked, "Do any of you have any objections?"

"Little Mao, are you not willing?" Seeing that someone wanted to say something, the boss became anxious, "Have you forgotten what your dad did to us?!"

"No, no …" "I didn't mean it that way..." I thought of my eldest brother's mother. I think we can use this money to redeem her … "

"Pa!" A slap landed on Little Hairy's face, but it was Big Boss who was crying.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. We should save Dad first. I will take care of my mom myself in the future."

Chang Jing was moved when she heard it, and said to the person beside him, "Let's go, if the money is stolen, it will be stolen. It's not a big deal."

"No," said the man, "why go away? Theft is against the law!"

Chang Jing could not help but feel anger, and said, "Could it be that you do not have any sympathy for them, and do not forget that you are everyone's respected Holy Maiden!"

That's right, this was the Holy Maiden who dressed up as a man to make it convenient for us to go out on the streets — — Xi Yan.

After Xi Yan heard what Chang Jing said, she said to him in a serious tone, "It's because I'm from the Holy Maiden that I can't just ignore this matter even more!"

After he finished speaking, he walked over to the group of children, leaving Chang Jing alone to comprehend these words for a long time.

Just as Xi Yan made her move, the vigilant children scattered in all directions, planning to escape. In the capital, stealing things was a serious crime!

"Don't run, I'm not here to catch you!" Xi Yan had no choice but to explain, "I'm here to help you!"

Hearing the word "help", the children hesitated, but even though they slowed down, they still continued running.

"She really came to help you," Chang Jing said softly. "She is a Holy Maiden, you should believe what she has said."

Hearing that it was Holy Maiden who was chasing them, everyone stopped in their tracks. Even though they had been reduced to thieves, they still knew that they were the supreme existences within the Demon World. No one dared to pretend to not listen to her.

The boss retreated and walked in front of Xi Yan, timidly asking, "Was what he said true?"

"Yes, it's true." Xi Yan untied the square towel on her head, causing her bright golden hair to slide onto her shoulders, revealing her peerless beauty, "I will help you guys, first, bring me to see the father that you all are talking about, how about it?"

The boss kept saying that as he tightly hid Chang Jing's waist pouch in his chest.

Under their guidance, Chang Jing and Yue Shan finally reached their destination.

This was an extremely rundown place. Xi Yan even started to suspect if she had already left the capital city — Since when did the bustling capital city have such a rundown house?

The sloping wooden bungalows, the crowded passages, the ancient furnishings on the passageways — swarms of flies shuttling back and forth through the passageways, the sewage everywhere beneath them, and the ground where a single slip could slip over — all stink and smell!

The boss had already disbanded his bros along the way, telling them to hurry back and wait for news. He was thinking, even if these two people are lying to me, I'll let them all go before I implicate them.

"This is the place," he said, pushing open a more dilapidated wooden door and entering. "Father lives here."

The lighting in the room wasn't good, as if they couldn't get the sun to shine on them all day long. As soon as they entered the room, they could smell a rotten smell, one that hurt the heart.

"You sit down first, I'll borrow a lamp to light it. In order to treat Father's illness, the few of us sold all the things that our family could sell, but still did not have any improvements. Even if we were to steal money, we were forced to do so helplessly, otherwise Father would not be able to survive! "

After the boss finished speaking, he walked out without looking back, leaving Chang Jing and Xi Yan alone. No, there was still one person on the bed.

He walked easily because he didn't want anyone to see the tears at the corners of his eyes.

Actually, at Chang Jing's and Xi Yan's level, even if one didn't light a lamp in the dark night, one would still be able to see things clearly. Therefore, before their boss had borrowed a lamp to return, they had already seen the pitiful father in their children's mouths.

The old man's pale and haggard face was devoid of any color. His skinny hands were currently placed horizontally on his lower abdomen. Perhaps it was because of the pain, but he still frowned from time to time. His hands were pressed tightly against the right side of his lower abdomen in an attempt to relieve some of the pain.

However, the pain made his emaciated head sweat profusely!

It wasn't that she hadn't seen patients before, but all of the patients she had met before were people who had fought with others and gotten injured, or who were seriously ill and couldn't get money for treatment – but at least the situation wasn't as bad as her father's. They had relatives and friends to take care of them.

Chang Jing pressed on her shoulder and comforted her not to cry, then asked her if she could still be saved.

Only then did Xi Yan remember that she was here to save him, not to sigh. She stopped crying and nodded her head seriously, "Yes, she can be saved."