Chapter 103 – The Flower-Picking Thief (Part 3)
Jiang Pengji stared blankly at the words “soft-hearted and kind” for a moment, then felt a bittersweet chuckle bubbling up inside her.
【Host V】: It’s the first time in my life someone’s called me soft-hearted and kind.
Such judgments come from this group of viewers separated by a dimensional screen.
What they see are only the images she wants them to see, so it’s easy for them to be misled by their subjective feelings.
But what kind of person is Jiang Pengji, really?
They’ll find out soon enough.
【One Meter of Sunshine】: Host, you just mentioned watching a show—where is it?
Jiang Pengji narrowed her eyes, suddenly fanning herself with a sandalwood fan, a mischievous smile blooming on her face.
【Host V】: @Don’t Stop Moving Strongly, keep watching closely; you’ll be glad there’s a dimensional gap between us.
After sending that comment, Jiang Pengji ignored the bewildered audience reactions and nimbly maneuvered her way to the back courtyard of Yingchun Building, scaling the wall effortlessly. She concealed herself in the shadow under the eaves, adjusting her breathing to minimize her presence.
The audience in the live stream were left dumbfounded, and Jiang Pengji contemplated for a moment, instructing the System to activate the night vision infrared camera.
From her vantage point, she could just see the rear gate of the courtyard.
There was a small artificial hill nearby blocking the light, resulting in that area being shrouded in darkness.
【One Meter of Sunshine】: So this is the scene in the brothel’s backyard, bustling with activity.
【Good-for-Nothing】: Is the host looking for someone here? Everyone seems like a stranger; what’s so lively to watch?
After a moment of silence, just when everyone felt their patience was running thin, a few sneaky figures emerged from the back hall.
Thanks to the clear live stream camera, the viewers could see those figures distinctly, and some attentive ones recognized their identities immediately. Weren’t they the maid who was just with the gigolos searching in Chun Er’s room?
Just as they thought, the maid bent over, speaking quietly with the two gigolos, and the three seemed to be having a merry chat.
Jiang Pengji gazed coldly as the two gigolos scanned their surroundings. One of them took a small silver coin from the maid, not minding its dirt, biting down on it with his back tooth, then examined it closely for authenticity.
Then the two men exchanged glances and waved at the maid before parting ways in different directions. The maid rubbed her burlap clothing, continuing to hunch her back as she quietly opened the corner gate and slipped into the alley separated from the courtyard by a wall.
The viewers were puzzled—what was happening?
Soon, some connected the dots to guess.
【Thousand Mountains at Dusk】: Are those three splitting the spoils? Seems like they’re skimming off the flowers’ hard-earned money—like leeches.
【Stowaway Non-Money】: Based on what I know about the host, things are definitely not that simple. Didn’t she just @Don’t Stop Moving Strongly? She probably plans to teach a lesson to some snarky viewers. Remember when she took down a house servant?
Although most of the audience were newbies, many were entering the live stream for the first time. However, Jiang Pengji’s previous video recordings had gone viral on their dimensional platform, one particularly gruesome video had been censored due to its explicit content.
That censored video showed the house servant being struck down brutally.
【Don’t Stop Moving Strongly】: Ha! I’m not easily scared; come at me if you have the guts, cheat!
Though the comment was strong, many felt there was a hollow bravado lurking beneath it.
At that moment, a viewer snapped back to reality, recalling Jiang Pengji’s earlier words.
…you’ll be glad you’re separated from me by a dimensional gap…
Is the host about to tear into a viewer again?
【Host V】: Thinking too much; you’re not that important. You’re just an extra at best.
Not everyone is worthy of her retribution; don’t inflate your own significance.
As the viewers speculated wildly, the maid had slipped into the alleyway. Jiang Pengji got up and chased after her.
Pacing along the roof’s edge, her movements were as natural as a stroll in the park.
Soon, the audience heard soft rustling sounds coming from deep within the alley.
Thanks to the night vision infrared system, the scene unfolding in the alley was crystal clear to them.
【One Meter of Sunshine】: No way, Host, are you really going to show us an old woman undressing? Is this her naked body?
In the alley, the hunched-over maid was shedding her thick burlap clothing piece by piece.
What they expected to be an explosive scene quickly turned into confusion… that was way too many layers of clothing, right?
As each piece came off, the once-bulky figure of the maid began to appear “thinner” until she removed her headscarf, revealing tightly bound black hair. Only then did everyone realize… this person was no elderly maid!
【Thousand Mountains at Dusk】: Is this the legendary disguise technique? It’s more incredible than cosmetic surgery here!
They witnessed the transformation from a hunchbacked old woman to a slender middle-aged man. Once he wiped the greasy brown substance off his face, a sharp, rat-like visage came into view—his eyes twinkled in the dim light.
His skin was no longer the previous brown but had a slightly tipsy hue to it. Stuffing disguising materials into a gray bag, the man adjusted his clothing, squeezing the hefty money pouch hanging at his waist, revealing a satisfied grin.
Humming a tune, the man swaggered out of the alley, completely unaware a pair of cold eyes was watching him from the wall.
Heading in the direction of Yingchun Building’s main entrance, it appeared he intended to enter.
Jiang Pengji let out a cold chuckle, and the man, hearing the sound, spun around with a start.
“Who’s there?”
No one?
The man furrowed his brow, beginning to doubt whether he was being paranoid and imagining things.
But the very next moment, something fell from above onto his back. Before he could turn around, a sharp pain shot through his neck.
Gazing at the unconscious figure for a while, Jiang Pengji sighed slightly, “Just a small fish.”
With one hand gripping the back of his collar, she effortlessly dragged him into the alley.
Crouching next to him, Jiang Pengji furrowed her brow, while viewers held their breath, afraid to disturb her thought process.
In a moment, she reached into the man’s clothing and pulled out a snowy white napkin, embroidered with a delicate white lotus.
The napkin’s owner was not an adult woman but rather an unwed girl, around ten years old—not a brothel girl.
Jiang Pengji narrowed her eyes again and reached out to extract a small pouch from his waist, revealing seven perfectly round pearls of equal size.
【Hongjun Laozu’s Chrysanthemum】: Why do I feel like the host knows exactly what this man is hiding? She finds everything with just a touch!
