The two girls shrank back against the wall and whispered,
"We... we would have followed him, but he didn't take us with him; he just took your belongings and dashed off, leaving us behind..."
"You... you scoundrels! I'll beat you to death!"
Kexie Ning was so angry she felt like vomiting blood, ready to strike them with her musical instrument, but when she lifted it, she accidentally hit a passerby behind her. Just as she made contact, she felt a wave of panic wash over her; the instrument in her hands was the heavy "Boundary Flute," which could seriously injure someone if it struck them.
If the person was hurt, did it mean... she would have to pay compensation again?
Kexie Ning's half-raised instrument froze in mid-air; she didn't dare turn her head to look at the person behind her. Beads of cold sweat formed on her brow, her eyes frantically rolling in their sockets. Then, suddenly, she dropped to her knees and kowtowed three times to the person she had bumped into.
