RPAGF Chapter 69 A Mission Unfinished, a Death Before Success Was Achieved
Chapter 69 A Mission Unfinished, a Death Before Success Was Achieved
"You little thief, hand over my treasure!"
Despite meeting for several days, Han Lingsha hadn't changed her thieving ways at all, and was caught red-handed stealing other people's things.
But she was stubborn and retorted loudly, "Which eye of yours saw me steal it?!"
"Where's the evidence?!"
This is a treasure shop, filled with precious jewels.
The person arguing with Han Lingsha, dressed in jewels like a god of wealth, was none other than the manager of this Treasure Pavilion.
A large crowd had gathered at the entrance of the Treasure Pavilion, all watching the spectacle unfold.
"I'm going to call the constable to arrest you!"
"Go ahead and yell!"
Han Lingsha was completely unafraid. "I've worked for Iron Hand, I've shed blood for Divine Marquis, go ahead and report me!"
"You brat, you're full of empty boasts! Do you think I'm easy to fool?! Zhang Er, go to the Six Doors and fetch the head constable!"
Han Lingsha's eyes flickered, and although she appeared confident on the surface, she kept glancing at her surroundings and the crowd around her.
She was searching, searching for an opportunity to escape.
And she got what she was waiting for.
The shopkeeper gave instructions to his men, and in that instant when a gap appeared between the guards.
"This is my escape route!"
Han Lingsha moved with lightning speed, quickly passing between the guards.
There's only one step to the door; all you have to do is step over it!
A smug smile had already appeared on Han Lingsha's face.
Just then.
Click.
A large hand grabbed her forehead and lifted her up.
Han Lingsha's feet left the ground, and she unconsciously stumbled while running.
Sheng Wansong lifted Han Lingsha with one hand, looked at the God of Wealth and asked:
"What happened?"
Upon seeing this, Manager Ning rushed over, pointing at Han Lingsha and shouting urgently, "Young hero, this female thief stole our shop's treasure! Don't let her get away!"
Sheng Wansong put Han Lingsha back on the ground. The latter, like a naughty child caught doing something wrong by her father, tiptoed and stopped running away.
Sheng Wansong looked at her forehead; the word "thief" had been wiped clean.
"Han Lingsha, didn't I tell you not to steal anymore?"
"I didn't steal it," Han Lingsha whispered, her eyes darting around.
The shopkeeper ran up to the two men, but he was already panting heavily after only a dozen steps, his flabby flesh jiggling wildly.
He looked at the two of them, his expression somewhat uneasy.
"Young hero, do you know this female thief?"
Sheng Wansong did not answer, but said directly to Han Lingsha, "Return the things."
"Waaah."
Han Lingsha, who had just claimed that she hadn't stolen anything, took out a purple jade bracelet from her sachet.
Sheng Wansong took the bracelet and handed it to the shopkeeper.
"So it really was you who stole it, you little brat!"
The shopkeeper thanked him profusely and was about to put the bracelet back when he heard Sheng Wansong continue, "And what about the one in the sleeve?"
Han Lingsha's face fell instantly, and she reluctantly took out a mutton fat jade ruyi from her sleeve.
Upon seeing Ruyi, the shopkeeper's eyes widened. He casually put the bracelet on the shelf and rushed back, like a human bomb.
"Ruyi! My precious Ruyi!"
After Sheng Wansong returned the Ruyi to the shopkeeper, the shopkeeper hugged it tightly and rubbed it against his face, treating it as if it were his own son.
Much later, he remembered to thank Sheng Wansong.
"Thank you very much, young hero, for helping me retrieve my prized possession."
The shopkeeper thanked him repeatedly and handed him a plaque with the character "财" (wealth) on it. "From now on, young hero, you will receive a 10% discount at any shop under my name, Ning Caishen."
"May I ask your name, young hero?"
Only 10% off?
Sheng Wansong remained calm, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said, "I am Sheng Wansong. I have other important matters to discuss with this female thief. Manager Ning, would you be willing to hand her over to me for disposal?"
"It turns out that he won the sword-tasting competition, wiped out the evil bandits of Crouching Tiger Mountain, and was the hero of Chu Xiang, the invincible Iron Palm, and the Zen Heart Buddha Palm, who defeated Wan Song Sheng, the young hero."
Ok. . .
When did these inexplicable nicknames come about?
How come I didn't know?
"Since Young Hero Sheng has spoken, I, Ning, am naturally willing to give you this face."
"Take them away if you want!"
Sheng Wansong seemed to be deep in thought.
Without realizing it, he had also become a user of the Face Fruit.
Maybe in the future, before taking any action, we can try saying "Give me some face" first?
After being seen off by Ning Caishen from the Treasure Pavilion, Ouyang Xue noticed his confusion and smiled, "Young Master Sheng underestimates the significance of my Famous Sword Manor's Sword Appraisal Meeting."
"This is a grand event held once every ten years. Each time, a precious sword that can be passed down for a hundred years is chosen as a prize to determine the number one young person in the six major sects."
"Those who win the sword-tasting competition are all destined to be prominent figures in the coming decades."
She didn't bother with Han Lingsha; a thief like her wasn't even worth the attention of the young lady of Mingjian Manor.
Even though she once stood beside the Divine Marquis Zhu Wu, it was still the same.
Sheng Wansong led Han Lingsha to a teahouse, and the three of them each ordered a cup of tea.
The storyteller on stage recounts tales from the Three Kingdoms period.
Because it is a world where martial arts exist, this Three Kingdoms is very different from what Sheng Wansong remembered.
No matter how many times Sheng Wansong heard the stories of Liu Bei, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei fighting Xiao Qiao, or Huang Yueying's solo journey of a thousand miles, something still felt off.
The further into modern history progresses, the greater the gap becomes with previous eras, until the last few dynasties began to include those that did not exist in previous eras.
After taking their seats, Katsu Mansatsu got straight to the point.
Where is Zhu Wu?
Han Lingsha avoided eye contact, and guiltily began to lie.
"After Shenhou and I left Mingjian Manor, we parted ways. How could I have known his whereabouts!"
She was actually a girl who was very good at lying, but she was repeatedly tricked by Katsumi Satsuma, which caused her to have a natural fear of Katsumi Satsuma, like a mouse encountering a cat or a locust seeing a sparrow.
Under the pressure of their niche, they even struggle to lie properly.
Sheng Wansong was too lazy to waste words.
"I know you helped Shenhou rob the Taizu Mausoleum. If you lie again, I'll stuff you into a tree hole with your butt facing out."
Han Lingsha shrank back in fright at Sheng Wansong's cold face.
The truth was revealed subconsciously.
"He was arrested by the emperor."
Ok?
Sheng Wansong was completely puzzled.
A dignified martial arts master, having just obtained the dragon's energy, died before he could even display his skills, captured by the dog emperor.
Sheng Wansong secretly activated the Sacred Heart Technique, and the power of the Shocking Calamity pierced Han Lingsha's eyes in a weakened form.
"How was he arrested?"
Han Lingsha felt a sharp pain in her eyes, and in her dazed state, the truth spilled out like a sieve.
"The Imperial Advisor has a miraculous medicine called Dragon Transformation Powder, which is only effective against the true dragon of destiny. Once it is ingested, the person will become weak and unable to exert their full strength. With the help of the Imperial Guards, we took him down."
Dragon Transformation Powder?
"Who drugged me?"
"it's me."
Han Lingsha instantly woke up with a start, shaking her head repeatedly, "I didn't do it!"
"I know nothing!"
This petty tomb raider has accomplished quite a few great things.
Zhu Wu was the same. As the head of the Six Doors headquarters, a member of the imperial family and the Iron-Blooded Marquis, he was completely manipulated, and even the spies around him didn't notice.
"What use is it for them to arrest Zhu Wu?"
"I really don't know!"
Han Lingsha's eyes widened, filled with sincerity.