A lean, peach-haired man, dashed down the corridor, panting heavily. His appearance bore a resemblance to Xue, except for his eyed and hair. His footsteps were muffled against the carpeted floor, and behind him were two people dressed in outfits meant for servants.
He was dressed in simple blue robes of two layers, carrying a battered satchel on his back.
"Stop right there!"
"Shhh, don't shout so loudly! We can't let the intruder ruin the masters' happy mood!"
The peach-haired man glanced back, his eyes growing wide in horror. He picked up his pace, despite the increasing heaviness in his legs.
Damn it! If I get caught, who knows what they would do to me?
I heard the rich folks have some sick habits! I...I shouldn't have taken that bastard seriously!
The man was still running down the hallway, and the servant shouted out to him once more.
The man felt like crying without tears.