The mud in the deep pit was still fresh with moisture, a few wood chips scattered at the edge.
"Just a step too late!" Lin Yu's chubby face collapsed immediately, punching the wall hard.
"The item was just dug up, it shouldn't be far!" Lv San's voice was as cold as iron, his gaze scanning the gradually bustling street.
Kuai Dayou blinked smugly, "No problem, watch me."
With that, he turned his head to look around.
As someone familiar with the underworld of the Capital, he knew this area well.
Soon, he furrowed his brows and shouted fiercely at a few ragged loafers peeking from afar, "Scarhead! Get over here! And Limping Li! Are you blind?"
Though reluctant, the loafers knew better than to mess with this skilled and well-connected craftsman.
Scarhead jogged over with a smirk, "Uncle Kuai, morning. What brings you to this godforsaken place?"
"Cut the crap!"
Kuai Dayou glared, pointing at the empty pit, "Before dawn today, who took away my 'old partner'?"
