Refused To Respond

The man was quite young, possibly about Ye Ling's age.

"Let me go! I've already apologized, what more do you want?" The man looked up and muttered impatiently, but there was a twinkle in his eyes.

Ye Yang, void of expression and not moving an inch, just glared at him. The hand placed in front of the thief lifted up a little.

Ye Liu spoke. "You rascal, you took something you shouldn't have. You better fork it over now, if you know what's good for you! You seem to be about the same age as our youngest brother, so we'll let you off this time."

They had garnered some onlookers curious about the situation. The people pieced bits of their conversation together and could guess what was going on.

"I-I don't know what you're talking about! Let me go, I've matters to attend to!" The man struggled but could not break free of Ye Yang's grip.