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Zhao Yushu wanted to slap himself twice.

Why was I so naive to think that these playboys could come up with some secrets worth hearing?

Oh, it's not entirely impossible. These beasts sent the servant away and didn't even call Meiji. They really wanted to discuss secrets, and they used a lot of Chinese.

However, what they talked about were all palace secrets circulating in the aristocratic circles, or the kind of unfounded gossip commonly known as yellow rumors.

Zhao Yushu tried very hard to keep his expression as if he didn't understand a word. Now he hated the curse of knowledge very much.

It’s a pity that I don’t dare to close my ears, in case they might say something.

However, that did not happen. This group of playboys chatted all night long, and then two of them found two beautiful girls to stay overnight. Liu Haiyun and another person prepared to go home. Although there was a curfew now, the rules were never set against the powerful and wealthy.

Zhao Yushu felt that he had wasted the whole night, but the drunk Liu Haiyun pointed to the remaining jar of wine.

"Dumb, send me home."

Zhao Yushu was happy.

These playboys overestimated their drinking capacity, or rather underestimated the alcohol content of the liquor, and ended up with a jar of wine left over. However, they were reluctant to give up the good wine, so Zhao Yushu's mission was completed ahead of schedule.

Liu Haiyun said goodbye to another drinking buddy and climbed shakily onto the horse's back. Zhao Yushu followed behind him pulling the cart.

This guy didn't bring any servants with him, but luckily he wasn't completely drunk and still knew the way home.

He was stopped several times by night patrol officers along the way, and then after being whipped by Master Liu with a whip and swearing incoherently, he arrived at the Liu Mansion safely.

The doormen of the Liu Mansion were obviously accustomed to the second young master's late return. They immediately rushed forward and carefully helped Liu Haiyun off the horse, then looked at Zhao Yushu curiously.

"Mute, send it to me, send it inside."

Under normal circumstances, he would not let outsiders into the house and would just let a servant bring them in. But today he was drunk and his brain was not working properly.

Zhao Yushu hurriedly exclaimed twice, then followed behind and walked into the gate, holding the jar of wine. Of course, he couldn't follow Liu Haiyun, so he just followed a servant to the place where the young master usually kept the wine.

A faint spiritual light passed over him. It was a young cultivator from the third realm. This was the strongest defense force of the Liu Mansion at present.

It seems that the Liu family has fallen into great decline.

"Just leave it here and go."

The servant opened the door of a room and pointed to a corner with a lantern, where there were many wine jars.

Zhao Yushu bent over and put the wine jar away. Suddenly, the servant felt a darkness in front of his eyes and the lantern seemed to have gone out.

Zhao Yushu appeared from behind him, pierced a silver needle into the back of his head, and then without stopping for a moment, the whole person merged into the darkness again, and instantly appeared behind the yawning little monk, and another silver needle pierced into the back of his neck.

This is the residential area of ​​Liao nobles. There is an alley across the wall, and outside the alley is another wealthy family.

The owner of the wealthy family was a Liao person. He was having a party at home with a few friends. The smell of roasted lamb wafted from far away. It was this smell that allowed Zhao Yushu to identify his target in Liu's mansion.

A few silver lights flashed, and the candles, oil lamps and torches in the banquet fell to the ground and went out almost at the same time. Before the group of people could react and the laughter had not stopped, they suddenly felt a gust of cold wind blowing, and a man in black clothes like a ghost appeared in front of the fat Liao man sitting in the first seat.

"you·····"

Under the moonlight, the Liao man was so frightened that he almost died. He only had time to say one word before he saw the man in black reach out and place a small object that reflected a faint golden light on the table.

"I'll come back to get my reward later."

Zhao Yushu said something in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft, in the Khitan language that he had mastered with great effort, and then his figure blended directly into the darkness as if he had never been there.

The servant holding the lantern blinked, and looked at the mute in front of him who was yelling at him in strange sounds. He felt as if he was in a trance for a moment, but also as if not.

"Let's go."

The servant closed the door and took Zhao Yushu away. The young monk from the third heaven scratched his head. He just blinked and seemed to have fallen asleep for a moment. Out of caution, he hurriedly scanned the mansion with his spiritual power, but found nothing.

The moment Zhao Yushu walked out of the gate of Liu's Mansion, he heard loud shouting coming from afar. Even the people in Liu's Mansion were startled and looked up.

Zhao Yushu also wanted to take a look, but was chased out by the doorman. He could only leave angrily with his cart.

In the courtyard behind Liu's residence, the lights were lit again. A small but delicate golden wolf squatted on the table, making a proud howling gesture towards the moon.

The poor Liao nobleman couldn't explain himself even if he opened his mouth a hundred times, because everyone heard what the ghost said.

"I'll come back to get my reward later."

"This is a false accusation! This is a frame-up! This is an attempt to harm me!"

The Imperial Master felt a little pain in his brow as he looked at the Liao nobles jumping and shouting in front of him.

The Golden Wolf incident can be a big or small matter. If no one saw it and no one reported it to the police, then it would be a small matter. But if someone gave you the Golden Wolf in public, combined with the fact that the Golden Wolf thief caused a lot of uproar in Liaoyang Prefecture, and even the Liao Emperor's beloved concubine was killed, then this matter cannot be trivial.

Even big.

It was so serious that the imperial prefect had to get up in the middle of the night to deal with the matter personally.

Because he vaguely felt that it was Zhao Yushu who came.

It's okay that Zhao Yushu came, but the problem is, why did he choose this person, and how did he hide from his trap, sneak into his house easily and leave calmly?

The most terrifying thing is, is the Golden Wolf Thief Zhao Yushu?

Once I guessed wrong and there was a problem with the allocation of resources, the tightly defended network would be torn open by myself. Combined with this kid's brilliant record in various places, any slight flaw would be magnified infinitely by him if I was not careful, and all my efforts would fail.

Zuo Shi's two failures were all due to him.

The Imperial Master raised his head and said, "Alright, be quiet. The noise is giving me a headache."

The rich man was a big, burly man, but after hearing these words, he immediately became as obedient as a fat quail.

"Tell me again, how did he get in?"

"I didn't see it! The lights went out, and he just walked over, put the golden wolf on my table, said those words that wronged me, and turned around and left. So many people were watching, and I didn't say a single lie! Imperial Master, you have to make the decision for me!"

"Alright, alright, everyone can see that this is a provocation, stop shouting."

This fat guy shouldn't be allowed to talk. He becomes noisy and annoying when he talks.

"Pass on my order to seal off North City and thoroughly check everyone's house. Tell them that whoever dares to stop the investigation is the Golden Wolf Thief!"

Zhao Yushu rolled up his sleeves, looked at the obvious reduction in searches on the streets, and smiled proudly at Lan Ling: "You see, my little trick worked."

"Yeah, but it's harder to get into North City now. What are you going to do?"

"What should we do? Naturally, we should transfer them back to South City. It's time to let the Imperial Master experience what it feels like to be dizzy and confused by being dispatched by others."