Wen Ran didn't alert the enemy, nor did she tell the three ladies, after all, they didn't have any money with them. As long as they stay quietly by her side, there won't be any danger.
The man briskly walked past the crowd, then pretended to bend down unintentionally, contemplating grabbing the luggage and running away.
But...
Things didn't go as planned.
He couldn't take the bag away; he stumbled and fell flat on his face.
As for the reason.
Wen Ran held onto the hemp rope in her hand, smacking her lips. They had quite a few packages, and if they didn't tether them together, who would trust piling them up by their feet?
She turned her head, looked at the man who fell to the ground quite solidly, and smilingly said, "Oh dear~, are you okay?"
The man's nose was bleeding profusely, and he got up, embarrassed.
"You..."
He stood up and immediately started blaming, "Damn, you little bitch didn't put the belongings properly, nearly got me killed."
