"Be careful, watch where you're walking. Falling on a road like this would hurt a lot."
Looking fondly at Yan Xiaye's distracted state, Li Yuntang slowed his pace to match hers, showing no signs of guilt after the playful heist: "Besides, if you keep staring, the stall owner might come running to reclaim the item."
Upon hearing this, Yan Xiaye immediately turned her head back, nervously asking in a low voice, "Li Yuntang, is this really okay?"
"Why wouldn't it be?"
His matter-of-fact response left Yan Xiaye at a loss, stammering as she continued, "I think I saw the stall owner almost bursting into tears..."
Li Yuntang nodded solemnly, brushing off the matter lightly: "Don't worry, a little crying is good for those conniving merchants' health."
Yan Xiaye couldn't help but chuckle a bit, then she worried about something else: "But will Jack Sue really pay for it? I thought he really hated you."
"Yes, he does hate me very much."
