C142 D City

The girl shot Qi Xiao a fierce glare before striding past him back into the train car. Qi Xiao watched her retreating figure, the wallet she had just pilfered now in his grasp.

He had never considered himself a paragon of virtue, and even before ascending to the title of Sword God, his hands were far from clean. Yet, he adhered to his own set of principles.

On his way back to his seat