Chapter 3

/Banxia Novel Exclusive/

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The owner of Wanwu Tower is indeed a rare figure.

Lu Xiaofeng has many friends, and his friends also have friends, but among all his friends, not a single one knows what the owner of Wanwu Tower looks like or his name.

"Why are you asking about him all of a sudden?"

Sikong Zhaixing was playing the role of an old man with a cane, sitting side by side with Lu Xiaofeng on a tree stump, and his tone was very consistent with the role, old and hoarse.

Lu Xiaofeng said, "I'm a little curious."

Sikong Zhaixing said, "I haven't seen him either. This man is elusive and doesn't like to show up. There are many rules to meet him."

Lu Xiaofeng asked thoughtfully, "Are you coming here to follow the rules?"

Sikong Zhaixing smiled mysteriously and said nothing.

Sikong Zhaixing never leaked any information about his employer. He was a dedicated and principled person.

But Lu Xiaofeng had been dealing with him for so long. When she saw Sikong Zhaixing's mysterious look, she knew that he must have come this time for the owner of Wanwu Building.

"Don't let yourself get hurt, you little monkey."

Lu Xiaofeng felt that the unknown owner was not so easy to mess with.

"Who do you think I am?" Sikong Zhaixing said confidently, "I am the king of thieves. I will never get hurt if you get hurt."

Nearly half a month after Sikong Zhaixing said such a bold statement, Lu Xiaofeng did not see him again.

Sikong Zhaixing, the king of thieves, seemed to have disappeared from the world.

Lu Xiaofeng: ... Could it be that

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Sikong Zhaixing has been roaming the martial arts world for many years, rarely suffered a setback, and even left his footprints in the Forbidden City.

But now, he was caught by a dark hand and imprisoned, and he didn't even see the face of the culprit!

The king of thieves angrily used a monkey stealing peaches move in the air.

The move was soft, and he was powerless and weak because the culprit drugged him.

How could the damn Wanwu Building owner be so strict! The drug was even more effective than the one he brought himself!

Sikong Zhaixing was puzzled, and he went to the small hole he poked in the door to look out. He had been locked up for several days, but the owner of Wanwu Building never showed up from beginning to end. Only a silent old man brought him food.

Since he could bring food, it proved that the owner of Wanwu Building was not so unkind. The food tasted good, with meat and soup. If he hadn't deliberately left him out, Sikong Zhaixing would probably have no complaints about it.

"Hey - is there anyone there!" Sikong Zhaixing shouted.

Outside the house, the branches and leaves rustled, the wind blew the birds, and there was the echo of Sikong Zhaixing.

Sikong Zhaixing pushed the door, and the iron chain creaked. He couldn't help but sigh.

If Lu Xiaoji knew that he was stupid, he would probably laugh it off.

In the evening, someone came to deliver food. Sikong Zhaixing watched the food box being stretched out from the square hole under the door.

Two days ago, Sikong Zhaixing tried to grab the hand of the person who delivered the food, but the falling mechanism pinched his wrist and it hurt, and now there is a circle of purple marks.

Sikong Zhaixing can't live without his hands, so he let go decisively that time.

At this moment, he stared at those hands.

The hands of the person who delivered the food before were a pair of wrinkled hands with old knots on the palms.

However, this time, the hands of the person who delivered the food had knots on the palms, and the five fingers were slender and white. It was the hand of a young man.

Sikong Zhaixing said loudly: "Master, if you have something to say, you can say it in person."

He guessed right this time.

Bu Zao, who was outside the door, stretched out his hand to pull the iron chain, but didn't say anything, and laughed in his heart.

Sikong Zhaixing was a little annoyed, so he went to the small hole and looked out, but saw only darkness.

Bu Zao was standing in front of the hole blocking it.

Sikong Zhaixing picked up the food box on the ground and stepped back, saying seriously: "Why bother to hide it? It's better to be honest with each other, Master." Bu Zao

had been playing the game for so long, but this was the first time he heard Sikong Zhaixing say such serious words. He was very surprised. It seemed that his seven years of hard work in leveling up were not in vain, which was enough to make Sikong Zhaixing jealous of him.

"The King of Thieves said to me to be honest with each other,"

the person outside the door spoke, his voice was a little hoarse, and there was a hint of cold smile in his tone.

He seemed to really think that Sikong Zhaixing's words were funny.

To be honest, Sikong Zhaixing himself also thought it was funny.

But this was not important at the moment. The most important thing was that the owner of the Wanwu Building, who was just across the door, showed his true identity, and he had to find a way to convince this person to let him out.

Sikong Zhaixing really hated this trapped and miserable situation.

"Okay, since you know I'm the king of thieves, you should know I'm not someone who will simply give up when locked up."

"Then why are you still in there?" The owner of the building outside the door said indifferently, "I've been waiting for you to come and see me in person."

Sikong Zhaixing: "..."

When he woke up, even his clothes had been changed, and there was only a bed in the room, without any tools, how could he go to see people?

Sikong Zhaixing deeply understood why everyone who had dealt with the owner of Wanwu Building said that he had a weird temper and was moody.

Not only was the owner moody, but even people who talked to him couldn't help but be moody.

Sikong Zhaixing sighed sadly: "You locked me up, don't you want to know why I came to you?"

Bu Zao said: "Because you want to steal someone."

Sikong Zhaixing: "...That's what you said, but don't say it so weirdly - forget it, the person I want to steal is you, you are known to know everything in the world, then do you know why I want to steal you?"

It would be strange if you don't know. Bu Zao thought, it is clearly stated in [Jianghu Secrets].

Shortly after Sikong Zhaixing received the list, [Swallows Under the Eaves of the Inn] sent the collected information to Bu Zao, and it appeared as a letter on the game panel.

"I know. You were entrusted by someone, and I also know who that person is. Do you want me to tell it?"

It is addictive to fool people by relying on the perspective of God. Bu Zao said this in a very mysterious way, with a little smile.

Sikong Zhaixing was shocked. It was true that he was entrusted by someone, but how could this person know who the other party was

- you are lying to me.

Sikong Zhaixing wanted to make such a statement, but he was afraid that the owner of Wanwu Building would really tell the name of his employer, so he held the food box and stared at the small black hole on the door, wanting to do something that would not cherish food.

Seeing that he remained silent, Bu Zao spoke again, "The food is getting cold, eat quickly."

Sikong Zhaixing: "I know!"

He picked up the food by the bed while holding the lunch box. This abominable owner of Wanwu Building didn't even provide him with a table and chair. It was really abominable!

There was no movement outside the door. Sikong Zhaixing could hear slow breathing, as if the other party was waiting for something.

Sikong Zhaixing paused and quickened his movements.

As he expected, there was an antidote in the food. After eating it, he gradually gained strength.

Sikong Zhaixing closed the lunch box, a little confused, looked at the door in front of him, and said, "What do you want me to do for you?"

Bu Zao opened the lock on the iron chain. With a click, Sikong Zhaixing pricked up his ears.

"Let's not talk about this for now. You've suffered at my hands, what are you willing to buy for this secret?"

"What do you mean?"

"If you offer me conditions that satisfy me, I will keep this secret for you. No matter how much others offer, I will not sell it."

The owner of the building outside the door spoke in a very calm tone, as if he was really a businessman negotiating business with a customer.

——However, where in the world is there a businessman like him who produces and sells his own products, and is so shameless.

Sikong Zhaixing had a strange expression: "You really know how to do business. How much do you want?"

Bu Zao smiled and said, "I told you. You have to satisfy me."

Sikong Zhaixing's forehead was throbbing with veins: "Can't you give me an exact answer?"

What a weird person!

"No." Bu Zao professionally maintained Zhongming's weird and twisted personality, sighing, "After all, you can't give me what I want most. The next best thing... you can only think about it yourself."

Sikong Zhaixing blinked and asked, "Then what do you want most?" Zhongming

was silent for a moment, and smiled strangely, it was like a twisted smile squeezed out of his throat.

"I won't tell you."

This answer plucked a string in Sikong Zhaixing's mind. Talking to such a moody person really tested his psychological endurance.

Without thinking, he rushed to pull the door, the iron chain creaked, Bu Zao turned around and left quickly, the corners of his clothes clacking in the air.

〖The system expressed subtle appreciation for the player's professionalism () bad taste (√).〗

The iron chain fell off under Sikong Zhaixing's violent pulling. Sikong Zhaixing pulled the door open and saw only the endless starry sky with a dark blue glow.

There was no one in the corridor. The evening breeze blew in his face, as if mocking him.

Sikong Zhaixing laughed in anger. He ran so fast that he didn't even see his shadow this time.

The sky was dark. Sikong Zhaixing took a breath and closed the door.

He won't leave! Let's see what that man can do to him!

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Before dawn the next day, Sikong Zhaixing immediately got up and went out, heading straight to the place where he suffered the first loss - Chongming's study.

He waited for half the night last night, but no one came to pay attention to him. He was unwilling to leave like this, so Sikong Zhaixing had to go to see him in person.

Sikong Zhaixing stayed outside the study. After suffering a loss once, even the king of thieves had to be careful.

Bu Zao waited lazily in the room for him to come, and Sikong Zhaixing was slow to come in. They were both waiting for the other to take the initiative. Chongming certainly wouldn't take the initiative.

Finally, Sikong Zhaixing couldn't bear it anymore and kicked the door open. This time there was no trap, and the scene in the room was in full view.

Behind the desk, a young man was staring at Sikong Zhaixing. He was wearing a black suit, with long hair tied up with a red rope and hanging on his shoulders. The right half of his face was covered by a silver mask. His skin was fair and as shiny as white jade in the sun.

He looked at Sikong Zhaixing and smiled slightly.

"Have you made up your mind?"

They were face to face now, but Sikong Zhaixing still didn't know what this person looked like.

"No!" Sikong Zhaixing said unhappily, "How can I know what you want if you don't tell me clearly?"

"So I can only let you think about it." Chongming said calmly, "Because even I don't know."

"But don't you have something you want the most-"

"That's impossible." Chongming said decisively, "That's the only wish that outsiders can't help me realize. Even you can't."

Sikong Zhaixing was a little unhappy.

Because the other party's words seemed to be questioning his ability. The King of Thieves never said no, and it was not okay for others to say "impossible" to him.

"Then how about this? I can't guess what conditions can satisfy you. After all, I know nothing about you. You might as well let me stay by your side." Sikong Zhaixing made a suggestion, "As for the secret of my loss at your hands, you should keep it a secret for me for the time being." Zhongming

looked at him strangely: "You are smart."

Sikong Zhaixing was stunned: "What?"

"I originally wanted you to be my subordinate."

That's why Bu Zao said Sikong Zhaixing was smart, because "smartness backfires".

Sikong Zhaixing suddenly realized that this person was waiting for him to say this. What smart or not, it's all sarcasm.

Then he said with a slight annoyance: "I'm not your subordinate!" Chongming

: "For a short period of time."

Sikong Zhaixing insisted: "For a short period of time, yes, but not your subordinate."

Chongming glanced at him with a cold look: "A minion."

Why did he demote him

? Sikong Zhaixing had a deep understanding of the strange personality of the owner of Wanwu Building.

"By the way, I still don't know your name. What's your name?"

"Owner."

"I told you that I'm not your subordinate!"

"...Tsk." The young owner of Wanwu Building showed an impatient expression, "Chongming."

"Careful Chong, Ming."