902 Drawing the Sword to Kill!

Several young nobles stood at a distance, discussing without any restraint.

"You can't taste the grapes, but you can still savor them with your mouth!"

They were all noblemen of Ye City, neither too high nor too low in status, with family members holding official positions, though not high-ranking ones.

Had it been any other notable lady, they would not dare to speak this way, but they didn't believe that Su Luo, without any background, would dare to do anything to them, a mere woman.

Su Luo handed five copper coins to the old man selling candied hawthorns, bit off one, and chewed with relish, "Old man, go sell over there, I see the next street over is very crowded!"

The old man, unsuspecting, thanked her and walked away with his hawthorn stick.

Once he was far enough, Su Luo turned around and, with a sudden burst of speed, dashed to where those profligate youth were standing.

The candied hawthorn was already finished, leaving only a mouthful of hawthorn seeds.