Wu Yan grinned slyly. "Aren't these guys supposed to be 'protecting' us? Let's give them something to do!"
He pointed. Not far off, a pickpocket was using a pair of long, specialized tweezers to deftly lift a tourist's wallet.
"Pickpockets like this, the ones who hang around tourist traps, they're all part of a gang. If we teach one a lesson, he'll bring back a whole swarm of them. Then we can just let the Jinling Zhao Family go at it with them."
"Great idea! And we'd be doing a public service, too." The group's eyes lit up, and they all started laughing.
In the distance, all the Jinling Zhao Clan Members sneezed in unison.
After quickly agreeing on a plan, Zhao Yuan strode over to the thief and seized him by the wrist mid-theft.
Caught red-handed, the thief showed no fear. Instead, he shot Zhao Yuan an arrogant glare and yelled, "Let go! Don't be a fucking busybody!"
"Well now, you're a feisty one for a thief."
