"Stop, don't run." A few people holding clubs, with hair dyed in a variety of colors, chased after the person in front, passing swiftly by Xu Ke.
The man being chased was wearing an ordinary white shirt, unshaven with sunken eyes, looking rather unhealthy. Initially, Xu Ke did not want to get involved, but there was something familiar about the man's face as he rushed past, prompting Xu Ke to follow.
Young Master Shen, no, the Shen Family has gone bankrupt, he is just Shen Shao now.
Shen Shao was cornered at the deepest part of a small alley, with six people who had chased him blocking the entrance, and in front of him was a moss-covered wall. The slippery high wall had two long footprints on it, left from his recent attempt to climb over.
Shen Shao took one last glance at the high wall, gave a bitter smile, then turned to face those who had trapped him.
"Pah, run, boy, why don't you keep running?"
