473: Is Chapter 473 a coincidence?

The woman in the baseball cap froze for a moment, then bowed pitifully: "I'm sorry, I bumped into you. Do, do you need to go to the hospital to get checked out?"

Han Jingyang chuckled: "A hospital visit isn't necessary; I'm not that fragile. However, you need to come with me."

"I'm really sorry, I, I have an emergency. My mom was in a car accident, and I need to rush over there. How about I pay you instead?"

"Pay me? Sure."

"How much?"

"I don't want much. I'm not greedy. One million will do."

"You, you..." The woman in the baseball cap's tears welled up instantly, and she pleaded: "Brother, I, I don't have that much money. I really don't. I only have two thousand yuan, and I still need to pay my mom's hospital fees. Please, let me go." As she spoke, she started to kneel.

At this moment, the onlookers couldn't stand it anymore.

"Young man, learn to be forgiving when you can. What are you doing?"

"It was just a shoulder bump. Is it really necessary to be so relentless?"

"I bet he just saw that the young lady was pretty and got wicked ideas."

"He looks decent enough, why doesn't he act like a human being?"

"Hurry up and let her go, or we won't stand for it."

"Let go! I'm talking to you!"

"You're such a big guy, picking on a young girl—what kind of skill is that? If you're so capable, come at me!"

"What a beast."

"His intentions are as obvious as Sima Zhao's."

"He already has such a beautiful companion by his side, yet he's still not satisfied. And, and..."

"The moral decay of this world!"

"If you don't let go, I'm calling the police!"

"Don't be afraid, miss. We'll stand up for you."

It was a bustling area, and there were many people around. With this commotion, Han Jingyang and his two companions were quickly surrounded.

Han Jingyang chuckled, completely ignoring the people around him. Instead, he kept holding the woman in the baseball cap's arm: "I'll give you one more chance. Are you going to pay, or not?"

As he spoke, he applied force with his hand.

"Ah—"

The woman in the baseball cap let out a painful cry: "You're hurting me."

"The pain is yet to come."

"I, I really don't have that much money."

"Then come with me. If you come with me, this matter will be wiped clean. Otherwise, it won't matter who comes to help."

"Big brother, I beg you, let me go. I, I really didn't do it on purpose."

"You really didn't do it on purpose?"

"I really didn't. How about this, I, I'll give you my contact information, and I'll come to apologize in person after my mom is discharged from the hospital."

Han Jingyang chuckled: "If it wasn't on purpose, then how did my jade pendant end up in your arms?"

The woman in the baseball cap was stunned: "What do you mean?"

"What do I mean?" Han Jingyang sneered: "You're still pretending at a time like this? My jade pendant, Hetian jade, a circular dragon pendant, with cloud patterns, and the character 'Lu' carved on the bottom left of the front."

"I don't have it. You, you're talking nonsense."

"We'll see if you have it or not." Saying this, he reached out directly toward the jade-like neck of the woman in the baseball cap, slid his hand down, reached inside, and gave a gentle grab.

The passersby were furious when they saw this.

"What a beast!"

"Stop!"

"What do you think you're doing?"

"Let her go!"

"Call the police! Call the police!"

"Is he even human?"

"How can he do this in broad daylight!"

"Where is security? Where is security?"

"What are you grabbing at?"

It was truly a case of being accused by everyone, public indignation.

The next second.

Everyone immediately shut up.

Because Han Jingyang had pulled out a jade plaque, made of Hetian jade, circular, with a fierce and imposing five-clawed dragon carved on the front, surrounded by a circle of cloud patterns, exactly as he had described.

Now, without needing to be told, everyone understood that this beautiful woman in the baseball cap was actually a thief, and she had hidden the item in her chest.

Recalling their previous accusations and even insults toward Han Jingyang, some lowered their heads and walked away, while others turned their guns directly on the woman in the baseball cap.

"You say you're so pretty, why can't you do anything else instead of being a pickpocket?"

"Morally bankrupt!"

"Lies just roll off your tongue. We were almost tricked by you."

"I hate thieves more than anything in this life!"

"Call the police and let her rot in a holding cell!"

"Calling the police is letting her off too easy. Give her a beating to make her remember."

"Let me do it. I'll take her back and teach her a lesson."

"Let me do it, I'm good at it!"

"..."

Han Jingyang put away the jade plaque, leaned into the ear of the woman in the baseball cap, and whispered: "If you don't want to die, come with me."

After finishing, he turned and walked away.

The woman in the baseball cap hesitated for a moment, then, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, timidly followed him.

After leaving the crowd, they found a quiet place.

Han Jingyang sighed: "Speak. Who told you to steal my things?"

The woman in the baseball cap hurriedly shook her head: "No one instructed me. I've always worked alone."

"Worked alone?"

"Yes, I never join gangs."

Han Jingyang looked the young woman up and down.

She was indeed pretty.

Her figure was slender but sturdy; her skin was fair and delicate enough. She was healthy, fit, and radiated a full sense of vitality.

Not only that, her looks were high-tier, with a small face and big eyes, a straight nose, and a cute nose tip. She looked seventy or eighty percent like Tang Yixin, but her temperament was more like a young woman from the Sichuan-Chongqing region: petite, lively, and full of energy.

However, the threat level of this young woman was quite high; she was definitely not as weak and harmless as she looked on the outside.

On the contrary, her Qi was quite substantial. Although she couldn't be considered a master, she wasn't a weak woman without the strength to truss a chicken. In terms of strength, she could at least be considered third-rate in the martial arts world.

Third-rate isn't a master, but it is considered initiated.

Moreover, she practiced Qi, which was more advanced than those who only trained their bodies. She was on the right path. If she persisted, she would be solidly second-rate in ten years, and by her forties or fifties, she would have a chance to challenge first-rate.

If he hadn't had his fortuitous encounters, he might not have even reached the third-rate level at her age.

In other words, while this young woman seemed average in strength, she was actually a standout among ordinary people.

Furthermore, not only was her internal Qi solidly trained, the halo above her head was quite special. Although the colors were mixed, there was no sign of blood or black.

What does that mean?

This young woman hadn't walked the straight and narrow, but she hadn't committed heinous crimes like murder or robbery either. She belonged to the category of people who weren't exactly "good people," but definitely weren't evil.

Hmm, perhaps these kinds of people were the backbone of the martial arts world.

Guys like Zhang Dahai, Lyu Zhiqiang, and Yang Zhixiao, who were utterly wicked, were the minority.

Should he give this young woman a chance?

Han Jingyang stared at the young woman, pondering for a moment: "ID card."

"Ah?"

"Don't make me say it a second time."

The woman in the baseball cap said aggrievedly: "I don't have it on me."

"Digital version."

"This..." The woman in the baseball cap hesitated for a moment, then met Han Jingyang's cold gaze and hurriedly opened her phone, pulled up a digital version of her ID, and handed it to Han Jingyang.

Hmm?

This name!!!

Sun Xiaoqian?

Coincidence or...

Han Jingyang was shaken internally, but his expression remained unchanged. He stared at the photo to compare carefully, confirmed it was her, then returned the phone to the young woman who shared the same name as his ex-girlfriend, and said indifferently: "I'll let you off this time, but don't let me catch you stealing again, otherwise—"

Sun Xiaoqian was overjoyed: "Thank you!"

Han Jingyang waved his hand listlessly and pulled Liu Jing away.

Sun Xiaoqian watched the backs of Han Jingyang and Liu Jing as they moved further and further away, then suddenly called out: "Wait, I have something important to tell you—"