The beggars looked at each other and began to fight. One by one, they surrounded Jiang Yu, trapping him in the middle of them. Before Jiang Yu even finished his sentence, the group of beggars had already stretched out their hands, fearing that they would be taken away by their companions in a second. That one tael of silver was enough for them to spend for a month.

After the group of beggars left, a few fingernails appeared on Jiang Yu's arm. Just now, he protected them so fiercely, and those people had to use 80% of their strength to pry open his fingers.

If he lost the silver, that would be incredible. Jiang Yu roared a few times into the back of the group of beggars, but no one knew what he was saying.

The beggars laughed unrestrainedly as they slowly walked away. Who would pity the river that was curled up in the corner?

Jiang Yu's eyes were bloodshot. He walked up the street, spread his legs, and ran forward.

The group of beggars saw that Jiang Yu had caught up to them aggressively, and each of them revealed a look of 'I refuse to accept any punishment', pulling up their sleeves, intending to kill him and let him have a taste of what it felt like to be half dead.

When they saw Jiang, they saw Jiang's figure running past them and then disappearing into the streets. They looked at each other in confusion, but there was no need to trouble them.

Wen Linjian had already walked far away from where he was a moment ago. He was pondering about where he should go next when someone behind him pulled at the corner of his shirt.

Warm Lin An turned his head and glanced down at the black fingerprint imprint on his clothes. He frowned without a change in his expression. What he hated the most was someone dirtying his clothes.

Then, without any hesitation, Wen Linan stretched out his hand, removed that person's hand, and casually moved a bit of distance away.

Seeing the person he was looking for leave again, Jiang Qing started to panic. He had given him money before, so he told him to ask for more. "Money, money …" Jiang Qing stretched out his other hand. The hand that he used to grab onto the corner of the man's clothes no longer felt anything. It hung limply on his body, like an ornament on a piece of clothing.

Wen Linan looked at him and didn't expect that Jiang Yu wouldn't be able to keep his silver for much longer. He was rather curious as to how Tang Wulin found him.

Wen Linan looked at Jiang You who was in a daze. He didn't notice Jiang You had closed the distance between the two. "Money, money …" Jiang Yu said.

"Nope." Wen Linjian was a bit impatient. He didn't give him the money to stop looking for him. Besides, to be robbed in such a short period of time, he probably wouldn't suffer much.

He didn't want to see the river right now.

Seeing that he was about to leave again, Jiang You subconsciously raised his hand to grab him, but he stopped the feeling on his other arm.

"Oh, how could a fool know pain?" Wen Linan could sense the hesitation of the person behind him, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

Of course, Jiang You didn't know what Wen Linan was talking about. In his eyes, Wen Linan was just a free moving silver. As long as he asked for it, he would get it. Jiang Yu thought so.

Jiang Yu thought for a moment. Perhaps he was just an idiot, but his brain was a bit strange. He chased after a few of them, then threw himself on them, trying to get Wen Linan to the ground. He could reach out and grab them himself.

Wen Linan immediately turned around and hit Jiang Fei's chest with his palm, pushing him away. Then, he gave the unconscious man a look of disgust before turning around and leaving.