The person being pointed at had a frozen expression, "What does this have to do with me?"
The woman's gaze grew cold, "Useless waste, even being a plant you show your tail to be stepped on. If you don't want to come with me to see the authorities, get lost while you can!"
Her aura was so overbearing and frightening that the few instigators saw this and backed away several steps, their faces turned pale, and they dared not speak anymore, then quickly turned around and ran.
The little beggar saw his accomplices abandon him, feeling even more frightened, wishing he could just pass out on the spot.
He only wanted to find some unlucky fool to pickpocket for some silver, never expecting to come across such a fearsome female deity.
"Auntie, Auntie, spare my life!" The little beggar desperately pleaded for mercy, looking scared and wronged, having lost all semblance of a thief.
