The Eccentric Entomologist is Now a Queen's Consort Chapter 312 Stealing the First Piece

A few steps away, a beggar hunched against a crumbling wall, his face partially hidden beneath the folds of a tattered hood. Unlike the usual broken figures that dotted the lower districts, this one had sharp eyes—calculating, scanning. He wasn't watching the passing guards out of fear. No, this was assessnt.

Rodion caught on before Mikhailis had to say anything.