Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 1405 âEnough. Youâre trying to rob a foreigner in broad daylight? Donât embarrass our people.â Catherine pushed Matthewâs hand away and walked over slowly, snatching the wooden planks in the ruffians â
hands and kicking them far away.
Those sharp movements made Matthew stunned.
She was already beautiful and tall, but when she fought, she exuded a heroic aura. Even though she was fighting, the scene looked more like it was an art form to be appreciated.
With Matthewâs sharp eyes, it was easy for him to tell that her skills were just fancy and impractical.
What made him even more surprised was that this woman actually broke the arms of those ruffians.
Her methods were clean and sharp.
âPeople like you will continue to commit robbery after youâre caught and locked up for a day. Itâs better to just break your arms and let you recover for a few months. Letâs see how youâll continue to rob others. Scram! â
Catherineâs tone was light, but the ruffians were terrified when they looked at her beautiful face and immediately got up before running away.
âThank you. â Matthew walked up to her. He had black hair, and a shrewd look flashed in his blue eyes.
âHeroine, thank you for saving me.
Otherwise, Iâd definitely have been robbed.â Heroineâ¦?
Catherine almost choked on her own saliva. âKid, did you just transmigrate over?â
Matthew was stunned. It was the first time someone called him that. If they were in Neah Bay, people would have turned to look at Catherine in horror.
After all, she must be the first person to dare to call the prince of the Costner family âkidâ.
âWhat did you call me?â he spoke a little incredulously. His accent made his voice sound even more mellow and charming.
âYou look like youâre only 20.â Catherine sized him up.
âYes, Iâm 21 this year.â Matthew looked at her youthful face and was astonished. âYouâre older than me?â
âIâm a few years older than you, so youâre a kid to me.â
Catherine glanced at the plastic bag in his hand that was carrying all the wreaths. The person who bought all the wreaths must be him. It was clear at a glance that the watch on his hand and the pendant hanging from his neck were valuable, so it was no wonder that he was targeted by others. He looked like a rich fool who just came back from abroad. âThis is an old street where all sorts of hooligans hang around. You shouldnât linger around these places while dressed like that. Hurry up and go back.â She said and left.
Since she could not buy wreaths, she would just offer the flowers she got.
âHeroine, pray tell thy name?â Matthew took large strides to catch up to her.
Catherine stumbled and almost fell. She was between laughter and tears. âPray tell thy name? Are you living in the Elizabethan era?â
âAhem. I like reading books written in that era. Thatâs how people used to talk, â Matthew explained in embarrassment, âI thought⦠I just came to the country yesterday, so I donât know much about the culture here.â
âYou already said that it was ancient times. This is the modern era. Just talk according to how you would in your country, â Catherine explained in amusement.
âOh.â Matthew nodded. âIn that case, beautiful lady, may I ask for your name?