Tomb Robbery: If Hei Ye has the ability, don't fight back

In a spacious office that exudes luxury in its low-key style, Huaerye sits in his boss chair, handling the mountain of paperwork on the large desk with ease.

The person lying on the sofa looked relaxed and natural, with his overly long legs dangling far away. However, the person wearing sunglasses was quiet and silent, so no one could tell whether he was asleep or not.

A servant knocked on the door and came in to announce, "Master Huaer, Master Hei, Master San is here."

Without even looking up, Huaerye continued processing the documents, saying, "Oh, then please come in quickly. That's the Third Master! The Third Master of the Wu family! What a rare guest."

"Yes, Master Huaer." The waiter trotted over to invite Master San in.

The Third Master, who was invited in, glanced at the Black Master on the sofa without leaving any trace. A hint of surprise flashed across his eyes. "Hey, Yuchen, do you have any work to hire the Black Master for?"

Hei Ye moved his thighs, sat down on the sofa with a proud posture, and naturally took over the conversation, "Of course it's a good job. You know, the generous Hua Er Ye is very popular among workers like us. Unlike some people, they are so stingy! They are hesitant to pay the deposit and drag their feet on paying the balance. Alas, those unscrupulous people always deduct commissions or try to default on the balance due from workers like us!"

The Third Master immediately picked a point and continued, "Yes, Master Hei, you are absolutely right. Yu Chen is just magnanimous, wealthy, and heroic. Most people can't compare to him."

The Third Master praised Huaerye earnestly, "Yuchen, that's a benchmark. No one can match him. He's a role model for the younger generation."

Hua Erye calmly handled a mountain of official business. He managed two things simultaneously, smiling and saying, "Thank you both for your kindness. But, Third Master, how did a busy man like you find time to come to me? Are you here to bring some warmth to the younger generation?"

"Haha, isn't this a turbulent time? I just came over to see what's going on, Yuchen!" The Third Master took a step towards the desk and twisted his waist quickly.

The black-gold dagger brushed past his clothes.

"Hei Ye, what are you doing?" San Ye frowned and looked at Hei Ye who suddenly attacked.

Hei Ye smiled and spun the black gold short knife in his hand at high speed, "Hey, Third Master, I have nothing to do anyway, so I'll just practice a little."

Before San Ye could even say no, the sharp knife had already attacked him. He could only dodge with difficulty. "Hei Ye, no one is paying you! What a waste of energy!"

"Ah! You talk like I'm some money-grubber! Life lies in movement," Hei Ye laughed as he rushed forward, his knife changing angles like a flower. At the same time, his hands, elbows, feet, and knees were all attack points. "Third Master, let's have some fun!"

The Third Master retreated again and again, dodged again and again, blocked again and again, but still got hit several times. "Hei Ye! Don't you never do work for nothing?"

The sudden murderous intent made San Ye's hair stand on end, and he had to draw his weapon to block.

For some people, victory or defeat can be determined with just a little extra effort. If someone didn't want to observe a certain Third Master's moves, he would have been killed in one move.

The black-gold dagger was nailed to the ground at an angle next to his neck, and his arms were pinned down by two long legs. Lying on the ground, San Ye looked up at Hei Ye who was standing above him, "You are not Hei Ye."

"Oh, I'm not Mr. Hei, then are you?" A finger in a fingerless glove touched behind Mr. San's ear, "Mr. Hua'er."

Huaerye took something out of the secret compartment and threw it to him. Without even looking up, Heiye raised his hand to catch a bottle, poured a little unknown liquid on his handkerchief, and wiped it all over Sanye's face. "Who did you learn this martial arts from? It looks a little familiar."

The Third Master, lying on the ground, looked at the man wearing special sunglasses, with a familiar tone and voice, "I can't tell you. My master said that if you don't do well outside or get into trouble, you can't report his name."

"Oh, are you afraid of losing face for your master because you are not skilled enough?" As he said that, Hei Ye raised his hand and easily took off a human skin mask whose craftsmanship he was very familiar with.

If there is no corresponding potion, this mask cannot be removed. This human skin mask is so tight to the skin that it can even lift up the flesh and blood.

Huaerye, who had already walked over, had a flash of surprise in his eyes, "Oh, is there something I don't know?"

"Xiaohua, don't be so fierce. I won't pull your pigtails anymore!" The young man lying on the ground begged for mercy half-heartedly.

Hei Ye carefully examined the face and said, "It's the original and authentic one, it hasn't been touched."

"Oh, so, is San Ye some famous actor? You all love playing him so much. Tell me about your psychological journey!" Hua Er Ye looked at the young man lying on the ground. "Are you planning to take over San Ye's power and force him to retire early? That's a bit troublesome, but if you beg me, I'll consider helping you."

Grandpa Huaer kicked the man lying motionless on the ground. "You need to explain your reasons clearly. If they are legitimate, I will try to help your Third Uncle complete the retirement procedures early. So, Wu Yu, you must explain your reasons clearly."

Wu Xie showed an innocent smile, "Xiaohua, since we want to talk in detail, why don't you ask this Mr. Hei to let me go first? It's not convenient to talk in this position!"

Hei Ye casually pulled out the black gold short knife, then picked up the big white dog leg next to him and took a look, "You still need to train, otherwise your departure like this will be a bit embarrassing for your master."

Wu Yu stood up, dusted himself off, waved his hand casually, and sat down on the sofa. "It's okay, it's okay. As long as I don't announce my master's name, no one will know who my shame-afraid master is!"

"Oh, how come I don't know when my dear childhood friend became your disciple!" Huaer Ye looked up and down at this childhood friend with a mixed temperament. There was an inappropriate vicissitude on his young body. It was a mark left by the years and an immortal mark deep in his soul.

"We all have times when we don't know something, for example, this different version of Hei Ye." Wu Yu looked at Hei Ye steadily. If he wasn't too familiar with his cheap master, he would have almost been fooled. This person actually knew Hei Ye's little details and habits thoroughly.

"It seems like we need to be honest with each other a little bit more." Wu Yu leaned back on the sofa, not knowing where to start for a moment.

"Oh, then let's talk about it in detail. Don't be impatient. We have plenty of time to talk slowly." Huaerye picked up the teacup and took a sip of the red date, longan and wolfberry health water. "It's just right. I'm tired from work and need a break."

"Intermission? Tsk, it sounds like a break," Wu Yu also poured himself a glass, and then...

"what is this?"

"Oh, it's good for replenishing qi, blood and health." Huaerye took another sip calmly.