"Elder Jiu, what are your orders?"
The little beggar respectfully stepped forward and slightly bowed.
Luo Jiu ordered, "You go follow Feng Luo, and if she wants to leave the mansion, stop her."
"Elder Jiu, are you asking me to spy on Miss Feng Luo?" The little beggar looked reluctant. In this Beggar Gang Old Mansion, Feng Luo was like a little ancestor, no one dared to provoke her. Asking him to spy on Feng Luo and even to stop her from going out? He might not even know how he died when the time comes.
"With me and the Gang Leader backing you up, what are you afraid of?" Luo Jiu saw his reluctant expression and felt some disappointment, "You're just asked to spy and limit her freedom, not to engage her physically. If she questions you, just say it's the Old Gang Leader's idea!"
The little beggar's lips twitched, silently complaining to himself, weren't you being cowardly too? If not, why push this onto the Old Gang Leader?
But he dared not say this, "Yes, Elder Jiu."
