"Wine thief! You old scoundrel, at your age, you're still stealing wine! If you did it once, fine, but repeatedly? What do you mean by this? Do you think the Huadiao Wine of our Guo Family is cheap roadside swill, for you to steal at will?" Guo Xianer rolled up her sleeves high, looking at the scruffy old man surrounded in the center. She wanted to step forward, but was held back by the people from the Itinerant World beside her.
"Junior Sister Guo, don't get angry. The code of the Itinerant World demands we do not bully the elderly and weak." A young man with a gentle appearance, standing next to Guo Xianer, softly advised.
"But he's a wine thief! My father and I have caught him two or three times, only seeing his back. This time, we've finally caught him red-handed. How can we not give him a lesson?" Hearing this, Guo Xianer spoke in a huff, but eventually did not break free from the young man's grip to step forward.
