Qin Feng said coldly, "Enough, stop pretending you don't know anything. You're so slick at stealing, you must be a seasoned thief. You really think I'm going to believe you?"
The thief hurriedly replied, "Brother, I'm not lying to you. If you don't believe me, you can come to my house and take a look. If I lied to you, let the Five Thunders bomb my head, let me die a miserable death!"
He said it with cries and tears, making it hard for Qin Feng and Lin Xia not to feel a bit soft-hearted.
Lin Xia spoke up from the side, persuading, "Brother Qin, just let it go. We're supposed to go sing today. If we end up at the police station, it'll be another mess—nothing else will get done!"
Qin Feng took a breath, let go of the thief's hand, and said, "Alright, get lost. If I ever catch you stealing again, you'd better watch out that your oath doesn't come true!"
The thief nodded and bowed, thanking them over and over, and then dashed out of the Mobile Hall.
