"You wait here, I'll go!" Daniel Harris said, already running faster in the direction the thief had escaped.
Mabel Quinn wouldn't just stay in place, naturally she continued running forward. However, the speed difference between men and women becomes apparent in such moments. Even as she ran desperately, the distance grew larger and very quickly, she could already see their figures.
Mabel could only estimate the general direction and kept running. Finally, she heard the sounds of a fight. She ran towards the sound and saw Daniel Harris bent over, rummaging through the person's pockets, and then took out her longevity lock.
The thief was already knocked to the ground, with a blood-stained dagger fallen beside him.
Daniel Harris stepped on the thief's spine with one foot to prevent him from getting up. With the other hand, he held the longevity lock, smiled slightly at the approaching Mabel Quinn, and said, "Here, your thing, luckily it wasn't lost."
