Su Lun had no intention of playing the good Samaritan, nor did he expect anyone's gratitude.
He left the bakery, but to his surprise, just a few steps away, the young girl pretending to be a boy ran out after him, clutching a loaf of bread.
"Sir, please wait..."
Su Lun heard someone calling him from behind and stopped.
Perhaps because people involved with the underworld all have an imposing presence, the girl took a half step back instinctively when she saw Su Lun turn around with an expressionless face.
She said, "Sir, thank you for your generosity. I... we really do need this food."
"Hmm."
Su Lun glanced at her, nodded slightly, and thus acknowledged her verbal thanks.
He could naturally tell that this thin girl with a pale complexion needed food—no, to be precise, everyone in the slums needed food.