The two were about to leave when suddenly, Xue Tianchen's eyes lit up and he pointed at a white-haired old man who was following Ling Yue and the others, "Brother, did I get it wrong? That...isn't the master?"

Mo Wuchen glanced away, with a puzzled look on his face, and said lightly, "You saw that right, it's the master."

Xue Tianchen immediately couldn't believe it and was astonished, "Master, how could this old man go down the mountain? Hasn't he not left the snow-capped mountains for decades?"

"You should ask the master about this question. Maybe it's his wine bug and there's no wine on the mountain."

Xue Tianchen rolled his eyes, and just pretended that he didn't ask. This reason was too far-fetched. The wine he brought up the mountain was enough for his old man to drink for five years.

Ling Yue and his party of four walked into a restaurant and found a place to sit down. It was noon time and there were quite a few people eating here.

The restaurant waiter immediately came to order with a smile on his face. After Ling Yue ordered a few stir-fried dishes, she habitually looked at everyone present secretly.

The restaurant is gorgeously decorated and belongs to a high-class restaurant. The only people who can afford to enter here are some rich and well-dressed officials and businessmen.

Suddenly, there was an exclamation at the door. A little beggar accidentally bumped into a young man. The man's clothes were gorgeous and noble, and he looked like a young master from a wealthy family.

The little beggar immediately bowed his head and admitted his mistake. Mo Wuxin waved his hand to show that he didn't care, and the little beggar immediately ran away.

"Sister, you eat first, I'll be back as soon as I go..." Ling Yue stood up suddenly, and after speaking, she quickly walked to the door and passed by Mo Wuxin.

Her steps were like flying, and she quickly chased after the little beggar...

Mo Wuxin walked into the restaurant. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something and touched his clothes. The money bag hanging on his clothes disappeared.

He turned around quickly, regardless of the fact that he still had an appointment, and quickly chased after the little beggar.

Humph, this was the ninth time he had been stolen by little beggars. In the past few times, he had let them go and ignored them. Anyway, he didn't lack the money.

This time, he must teach them a lesson as to why they targeted him specifically.

The little beggar was small and nimble, with a pair of broken legs. He ran very fast. As he ran, he looked back and saw Ling Yue chasing after him. He ran even faster.

Running hard, slowly, the little beggar ran away from the street and arrived at a sparsely populated place. He ducked into an uninhabited old house. He breathed a sigh of relief, closed the door, and turned around to enter the house.

The little body suddenly paused, with a stunned expression. Ling Yue stood in front of him with a half-smile.

The little beggar immediately wanted to turn around and continue running. Ling Yue quickly grabbed his collar. The little beggar immediately shouted, "Woman, please forgive me, Woman, please forgive me. I won't dare to do it again next time. I have eighty

I have an old mother and a three-year-old sister who needs to be taken care of. I really have no choice!"

Ling Yue laughed out loud. This line was really familiar. She put down the little beggar, pinched his dirty little face with one hand, and asked, "Eighty-year-old mother?"

The little beggar nodded immediately, with a pitiful look on his face and tears in his eyes. He looked up at Ling Yue, hoping that she would be merciful and let him go.

Ling Yue smiled evilly, clasped her hands on her chest, and taught her a lesson like a big sister, "Little brat, remember to make a draft before you lie next time. I am an eighty-year-old mother. You can tell me how old you are.
Chapter completed!