Fang Che gave a wry smile, picked up his cup and drained it in one go: "Senior, these points... are they enough?"
"Enough! More than enough!"
Sikong Dou couldn’t help giving a wry smile too: "Life’s just helpless like that."
"So, all the things you’ve done, in my eyes, they’re not even about making a profit. You’re just playing at life, that’s all. In other words, you’re basically playing every single day. Playing however you like, without any scruples."
Fang Che said, "That’s what I envy the most."
Sikong Dou finally squinted his eyes and laughed: "Kid’s not bad."
He finally gave a complint.
Because only Fang Che could see that he was playing.
Even Ningxue Sword thought he was a lunatic: steal it to sell, sell it and then steal it back to sell again, in the end it’s only that little bit of money—if that’s not a lunatic then what is?
But how would he know this old man’s loneliness and this old man’s joy!
You really think I’m doing it for that bit of silver? You’re underestimating the gold content of the Continent’s Number One Thief Shen way too much!
I’m rich enough to rival a nation!
"Then do you know, that although it looks carefree when this old man does all this, it’s actually helplessness too? Just accepting fate?"
Sikong Dou asked.
"Of course I understand, because since ancient tis Thief Shen have never been able to climb to the Peak of Martial Arts, all because of talent limits."
Fang Che smiled and said, "If you want to beco number one on the Continent in any single field, then you inevitably have to abandon every other field."
"It’s still not quite enough, but it’s already enough."
Sikong Dou let out a sigh.
He picked up his cup and drank, his voice tinged with emotion: "If Emotion Cutting Saber and Ningxue Sword had the chance to beco the Continent’s Number One Thief Shen, they’d give up without the slightest hesitation as well. Because that’s a road where you can see the end, while Martial Arts is a road with no end at all."
"Yeah." Fang Che agreed and said, "But it’s also because of talent. To beco the Continent’s Number One Thief Shen, you must have a certain kind of talent. And with that kind of talent, from birth you’re destined never to reach the Peak of Martial Arts."
"Hahaha..."
Sikong Dou burst out laughing: "Makes sense, that’s so damn reasonable!"
Then he said, "Let’s talk business. Going around in circles like this, aren’t you tired?"
Tired?
Fang Che was already dead tired.
Facing an old fox like this, he had to play mind gas without looking like he was playing mind gas, couldn’t offend him too much, couldn’t provoke him too hard; asure every word and move. Even Fang Che himself felt like he was almost unable to keep the conversation going.
"How did Senior decide that I ca here for business?"
Fang Che asked.
"Hehe... You’ve got connections upstairs. They’ve long since told you who I am; you know all about what I do. Now you co knocking on my door, and you expect to believe you’ve got nothing to do? You here just to ss with this old man?"
Sikong Dou said bluntly.
He had always been hung up on the fact that he’d actually been caught by Ningxue Sword.
Fang Che’s heart couldn’t help but ripple a bit. Because the channel he used to find this old bastard was nothing like what the other man just said.
But Sikong Dou’s misunderstanding was not sothing he intended to correct.
Sikong Dou was very displeased and said, "Didn’t they say you wouldn’t need for three to five years... Liars! Guardians are all liars! Your Ninth lord is the biggest liar of them all!"
He muttered angrily to himself with a face full of rage.
Fang Che just leisurely drank his wine.
Only after a long while, when the old man went quiet, did Fang Che softly say, "I want to see Emperor Ye."
Sikong Dou’s whole body stiffened for a mont, then he said, "I don’t know this person."
"No, you do. And you’re the only one he trusts." Fang Che said.
"I don’t know what you’re talking about."
Sikong Dou said coldly.
"Emperor Ye doesn’t have long to live. Maybe he used to be very powerful, but now he’s already close to death."
Ignoring Sikong Dou’s denial, Fang Che just went on talking to himself: "In the Underworld, I’ve crossed hands with him. He’s still much stronger than , but with Emperor Ye’s level, he should be able to kill just by snorting at ."
"Judging by the poison in his body, that level of cultivation is already not enough to suppress the toxin."
Fang Che said calmly, "But I can save him. At least I can try!"
Sikong Dou frowned and started thinking, then said, "How did you manage to co to that ridiculous conclusion that I know Emperor Ye and that Emperor Ye trusts ?"
"I don’t know what happened back then, and I know nothing about Senior’s past either."
Fang Che said, "But I do know that the incident with Emperor Ye happened two thousand years ago. And if I’m not mistaken, Senior withdrew from the Jianghu also two thousand years ago. You’ve been in seclusion here in Donghu State for two thousand years now!"
Sikong Dou flared up: "And you’re still saying the people upstairs didn’t tell you anything! You even know the exact number of years, and you still call it ’guessing’."
Fang Che still didn’t argue, and said, "With Senior’s thods, operating unseen and unheard, roaming the world and calling yourself number one for so many undefeated years, first is because your skills are superb, second is because you always had a clear sense of asure—never touching what shouldn’t be touched, never provoking those you can’t afford to provoke."
"So, Senior has remained safe and sound."
"Since that’s the case, for the Continent’s Number One Thief Shen to willingly go into seclusion in Donghu State for two thousand years at the height of his Peak, without any powerful enemy chasing him... there must be a reason."
Sikong Dou’s face went dark as still water.
"And since the timing lines up so perfectly, I boldly guess it was because of Emperor Ye."
"In this whole world, there aren’t many powers that can help Emperor Ye stabilize his injuries: the Guardian, Wei Wo Zheng Sect, Heavenly Palace and Hell—aside from these four, even the other Outer World Mountain Sect might not be able to."
"But in this whole world, people who can, by their own power alone, without relying on any organization, help Emperor Ye stabilize his injuries—there are only two. One is Feng Yunqi, and the other is you."
"Leaving Feng Yunqi aside for the mont, but with your skills as the Continent’s Number One Thief Shen, and the resources you’ve amassed all these years, keeping Emperor Ye’s injuries stabilized and delaying the onset of the poison is sothing you can do."
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