Bab 285: The thief who stole

-------------

" Ara, Ara," Wen Gui wiped his hand, a dark glint in his cold eyes as he looked at the mess on the ground. With his long and delicate fingers, he clutched a white handkerchief and wiped his hands, a small smile decorating his lips as he coldly mused, " To think they have ideas about my daughters and such dangerous ones at that, it will be too bad if I don't play along with them." 

With a soft chuckle, Wen Gui snapped his fingers and summoned the disturbance ball back into his space ring before leaving the spot where he committed a very small crime.

In his hands was a fluffy bag in which sat a cute little bear. But if one were to look carefully, one would see a small gun nozzle sticking out of the mouth of the teddy bear that glinted sharply under the street lights. 

...