Thief

The 1st Princess raised a hand, signaling them to stop talking. Her crimson eyes softened as she turned her attention to the child.

The little girl flinched and pressed herself closer to the evil man's side, unsure of what to expect.

Feng Shen immediately shifted his expression, adopting a pitiful look as he clung to the little girl protectively.

"Your Highness," he said, his voice trembling with expertly feigned emotion:

"These men would turn away a father and his starving child! We've been wandering for days, with no food or water. Please, have mercy on us!"

The 1st Princes's gaze lingered on the young man for a moment, her sharp instincts sensing something off about him.

Still, her compassion won out. She glanced at her personal guard, who stepped forward.

"Your Highness," the personal guard began, her voice low but firm, "we must ensure the safety of the camp. We can't allow—"