The little beggar still dumped the plum blossom cake into his clothes and wrapped it up. He gently pushed the plate and noticed that his dirty, black hands had left some fingerprints on the jade-like white porcelain, which made him shrink back a bit.
He sneakily glanced at Gu Chengyu and, seeing that he wasn't angry, let out a sigh of relief.
"Our places are all divided; I was assigned to beg here. Since the areas are divided, it's not allowed to go elsewhere, or you'd get your leg broken. But I'm small, and I slip away quickly, often sneaking out all over the place, so they can't catch me."
The little beggar spoke with a bit of pride, though he knew he'd eventually get caught and receive a severe beating.
Gu Chengyu's eyes lit up, "Oh? So you're quite familiar with this area? If I asked you to identify these beggars, it shouldn't be hard for you?"
