Tan Wenxian wasn't short of money, but he was rather greedy. With his agility skills, the warehouses of the city's wealthy merchants were like his own backyards, allowing him to go wherever he pleased and take whatever he wanted.
He doesn't want to challenge the limits.
I don't know how many things I've touched since my debut. Just recently, three years ago, I stole a sect's unique secret technique. Two years ago, I stole stolen silver from the home of a supposedly impenetrable imperial official, who kept quiet. Last year, I stole the Snow Moon Pavilion master's hairpin and nearly got caught.
Perhaps because he felt it was challenging, they started a verbal battle - "That broken hairpin of yours is nothing. I took it to pawn it, but the pawnshop said it was made of gold-plated copper and is not worth much." After that, he did it again at the beginning of this year and stole someone's bellyband.
Time and again, the leader of Xueyue Pavilion, Xie Ruoying, was so angry that he offered a reward of one thousand taels of gold on his head, regardless of life or death.
"Xie Ruoying is such a stingy person, it's obvious that she is furious."
It would have been fine if there was no one leading the charge, after all, he hadn't been comfortable speaking out about the things he had stolen before. Once someone came forward and offered a reward, others would secretly increase the amount.
If you keep adding up, it will become 10,000 taels of gold.
"Then Xie Ruoying quietly withdrew her thousand taels of gold." The head of a pavilion had too many people to support and was reluctant to spend money.
Eryi looked at Tan Wenxian, who was still in a coma, with disgust. He estimated that he was about 30 or 40 years old. In this era, those who married early could be grandfathers. Why would he learn to be a flower thief at such an old age?
"I didn't even know when this guy sneaked in. Luckily, he didn't hurt you, sir." Xu Hengzhi felt extremely ashamed. He immediately took the rope from Eryi's hand, tied Tan Wenxian into a knot, and carried him over his shoulder.
Eryi was helpless: "This is not your responsibility..."
Rong'er was actually happy to see her unreliable senior brother making friends with Eryi. Her eyes curved, "I guess you haven't been to the Golden Light Pavilion to claim the reward yet. Why don't you go with Rong'er this time?"
"Ten thousand taels of gold will make people jealous, but it will also allow the three of us brothers and sisters to protect the master."
Wen Ziyu added: "Cover his face so that no one he knows can recognize him and snatch him away."
After instructing the two new apprentices to look after the clinic, Eryi followed the third senior brother and sister to the Jinguang Pavilion.
Several people were traveling together, and Xu Hengzhi even carried a man who was not sure if he was dead, and walked onto the street. This caused passersby to talk about it: "Why is he still wearing a mask? Did he finally kill the man?"
The Jinguang Pavilion in Liuyue City consists of three floors. The first floor is where residents of Liuyue City post missions, offering everything from escorting and finding items to recruiting. The second floor is where barter takes place. Upon entering, both parties are required to wear special clothing provided by the Jinguang Pavilion and apply incense. Barter takes place in a hidden compartment. Terms are negotiated first, and the Jinguang Pavilion acts as a middleman to ensure the items are genuine before the transaction is completed. Neither party is aware of the other's identity.
The third floor is where various high-value rewards are offered and rare treasures are purchased for high prices.
Everyone in the Jinguang Pavilion saw Xu Hengzhi leading the way, carrying a masked man, straight up to the top floor.
"These guys went up to the third floor. I wonder which person on the list they captured?"
"I see they're young, most likely out for some experience, maybe to catch some thief nearby."
"There's no need to carry a thief up to the third floor."
"Aha, then we've come to the wrong place." After saying that, several people burst into laughter.
Xu Hengzhi led the way up to the third floor.
The wooden staircase made some noise, the loudest coming from Eryi, followed by Rong'er. Seeing four people coming up at once, they all looked over.
There were only a handful of people on the third floor. One, holding a feather fan, was examining the bounty list. Another had just handed in a head and was waiting to receive the money. The others were members of the Jinguang Pavilion.
When the people in the Jinguang Pavilion saw Xu Hengzhi carrying someone upstairs, they knew from his steps and posture that he was someone to be reckoned with. Unlike the people below, he had developed a keen eye through years of experience on the third floor of the Jinguang Pavilion. He stepped forward and asked respectfully, "Sir, may I know which of the names on the list you carry on your shoulders?"
Xu Hengzhi threw Tan Wenxian to the ground and retreated behind Eryi, waiting for her signal.
At this time, everyone turned their attention to the woman in white, wondering if she was the real culprit. However, it was clear that the woman was not a martial artist.
"You'll know once you take off his mask."
After the mask was removed, the man in yellow who was looking at the bounty list sneered.
"This..." The people in the Golden Light Pavilion were also somewhat helpless when they saw this face. There were always a few times a year when someone brought a fake head like this one in exchange, not to mention that this time it was a real person.
Although judging from the leader, he might be a newly promoted innate master from someone's sect, this skilled hand, Tan Wenxian, is not someone that an ordinary innate master can take down.
He didn't say much, just touched the person's face, rubbing for a long time but couldn't get anything off.
It seems like he came prepared?
There are two common disguise techniques in the martial arts world. The first is to create a mask. Its advantage is that it is easy to put on, but it is a bit stuffy. If it is not glued well, it will fall off easily.
Another way is to change the makeup on your face. The advantage of this method is that you can change your face every time, but it takes a long time each time, and when it is particularly hot, the makeup is easy to blur. This kind of thing usually comes off after a touch.
The last method is extremely rare, and few people know how to use it. It involves using internal energy to slightly alter bones for a short period of time, then soaking them in medicinal juice to change their skin color and modify their features. This method can be used if the person already resembles Miaoshou. However, it's not impossible to crack.
"Ah Xin, go into the house and get the real face liquid."
The man nearby had collected the reward money, but seeing the situation, he simply stayed put. Jinguang Pavilion was famous, and extortion on the spot was rare. He had to stay and watch the fun; it would give him something to talk about during dinner and drinks.
After a while, A Xin carefully brought out a tray from the inner room, on which were a small basin of water, a cloth, and a small bottle.
The yellow-robed man holding the feather fan couldn't help but smile. "Do you know that this True Face Fluid is quite expensive to prepare? If this person is fake, we'll have to pay at least one hundred taels of gold."
"Heh." Yang Ronger raised her head. One hundred taels of gold, as if no one could not afford it.
"Well, thanks to you, I, Zhou Xin, am also fortunate enough to witness the effects of the Zhenrong Liquid." As he said this, he pretended to salute a few people.
As they spoke, Ah Xin first smeared the liquid in the bottle on Tan Wenxian's face, then rubbed it repeatedly with a wet cloth. Everyone waited for the change to occur.
“…”
This has made people's faces red, why hasn't it changed?
"Please wait a moment." At this point, the people in the Golden Light Pavilion were even more respectful. He thought, if the captured person was truly a skilled fighter, these people, not to mention their martial arts prowess, might even know some experienced senior. The senior was too shy to come forward, so he sent a few young men to exchange money.
After hearing the instructions, Ah Xin went downstairs. About half an incense stick of time later, he returned, followed by a man who looked like a manager.
This manager-like man was polite. After a few polite words, he summoned his inner strength and gently stroked Tan Wenxian's face.
"Brother," Yang Ronger asked quietly, "What acupoint did you activate in him? Why didn't he wake up after all this trouble?"
After a while, the steward finished his work. "It's definitely the skilled hand, Tan Wenxian himself. May I ask who should this be credited to?"
We had already discussed it before coming: "Just remember, Xu Hengzhi."
"May I ask which sect Mr. Xu belongs to?"
"none."
The manager was stunned for a while. What kind of sect is this?
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