Meng Bai gave a faint smile. "Catching a pickpocket is one thing, but who brings a pickpocket back to their own shop?"
The apothecary had sensed something special about Su Muli and was naturally unwilling to let this fat piece of prey slip through his fingers. He put on a ferocious expression and barked, "I advise you not to meddle in other people's business. My nephew is the steward for the Heng family."
In this city, the Heng family was a second-rate cultivation clan. To an ordinary cultivator, their steward carried a certain weight of intimidation. The apothecary hoped to use his nephew’s status to scare Meng Bai off. But Meng Bai couldn't care less about the Heng family or any other clan. He said coolly, "Hand over the young beggar in your custody to me, and don't bring trouble upon yourself."
Chapter 683