The man was quite young, possibly about Ye Ling's age.

"Let me go! I've already apologized, what more do you want?" The man looked up and muttered impatiently, but there was a twinkle in his eyes.

Ye Yang, void of expression and not moving an inch, just glared at him. The hand placed in front of the thief lifted up a little.

Ye Liu spoke. "You rascal, you took something you shouldn't have. You better fork it over now, if you know what's good for you! You seem to be about the same age as our youngest brother, so we'll let you off this time."

They had garnered some onlookers curious about the situation. The people pieced bits of their conversation together and could guess what was going on.

"I-I don't know what you're talking about! Let me go, I've matters to attend to!" The man struggled but could not break free of Ye Yang's grip.

Ye Mo, the hot-tempered one, figured out what had happened based on Ye Yang's posture and Ye Liu's words. The man must have stolen Ye Yang's money bag.

He stepped forward and gave him a punch.

"Look at you! A young man stealing from pockets! I'll teach you a lesson!"

With that, Ye Mo pounded the man fiercely, landing one blow after another.

The onlookers witnessed a fight breaking out. Some came to persuade them to stop, but none were willing to get physically involved.

"Don't accuse me of something I didn't do! Which one of you saw me doing that?" The man refused to admit his crime and fought back instead.

He was being held by the collar by Ye Yang, so how could he possibly be a match for Ye Mo?

Even without Ye Yang holding him back, he could not even be Ye Mo's rival!

Ye Liu pulled Ye Mo back when the man simply would not admit what he did. "That's enough, Mo. You can stop now. Just search his person and find out."

With that said, Ye Mo fumbled around his waist and eventually fished out the missing money bag.

Ye Ling had made one for each of them before they set off, so that they each had one to hold onto.

"Rascal, you've got arms and legs! You shouldn't be doing sneaky things like this!" Ye Liu passed the money bag to Ye Yang while still holding back Ye Mo.

Regardless of right or wrong, they were not gangsters, and they would not resort to physical payback. Furthermore, if the thief got any more injured, they would have to pay for his medical bills.

The moment the money bag was retrieved, Ye Yang had already let go.

When the man realized the force had lifted, he quickly escaped into the crowd.

"Liu, look what you just did! He ran!" Ye Mo exclaimed angrily.

"So? Let him run. What else do you want?" Ye Liu retorted with a smirk. "Do you plan to beat him to death? Or chop off his arm? Live and let live. We got back what he stole anyway! Also, he did look desperate. Might be facing some difficulties for him to resort to something like this. We're not from around here, so it's best we don't cause trouble."

Ye Yang eyed Ye Mo, who was still fuming, and said calmly, "Liu's right."

They were far away from home. The less trouble, the better.

Ye Mo frowned and snorted. He refused to respond!

It was not like he would fatally wound the man. But he was still bitter about it.

What if Yang had not realized the money was stolen?

That was their hard-earned money!

Because of that little episode, when they got back to the hotel, Ye Mo was in a mood so bad it spooked Liu Duo and Ye Ling.

"What's up with him?" Liu Duo and Ye Ling asked the others.