Chapter 732 Beneath the Rags

• The woman dissolved into tears, dabbing at her eyes and nose with the same frayed sleeve. "Lord above," she choked out, voice quivering. "So young, already spinning lies like that... don't you fear the heavens watching?"
• Grayson, born into a prestigious family, was no stranger to drama—even in the chaos of a post-apocalyptic world. His expression darkened. "Enough with the howling. Just say it straight—did you steal or not?"
• The woman jumped to her feet, her face flushed with righteous fury as she yanked open the seams of her tattered bag. "Steal what? And where would I even put it? She's just using her power to bully the weak!"