"Qin Che, the defenses here are quite difficult to breach. Be careful not to get hurt. My plan is..."

Before you could finish speaking, the person next to you had already kicked open the door of the sanctuary.

"These are unnecessary..."

A terrifying laugh echoed throughout the hall. Inside, the Inquisitor was kneeling, utterly disgraceful, begging for mercy: "Please...please don't kill me! I don't want to die! Just spare my life, I...I'll do anything!"

You disdainfully moved away from the man, rested your hands on your greatsword, and stood lazily on one side of the hall watching him continue his "performance."

The man was crying, tears and snot streaming down his face. His already hideous face became even more repulsive: "That's right, money! I have a lot of treasure! It's all looted from various places, it's in the inner hall, the key is here... Ah!"

As the black and red mist drifted by, the master of this sanctuary lay convulsing on the ground.

"You acted way too fast, you didn't even let him finish his act..." You took the keys from his stiff hand, dangling them on his pinky finger. "This guy didn't even have the slightest intention of resisting, how boring..."

You followed Qin Che into the magnificent inner hall.

I've lost count of how many places you've looted.

The defenses and traps here are so sophisticated that they could even injure Qin Che. You had put a lot of thought into conquering this place.

It's a pity it has such a disappointing owner; all your efforts have been in vain.

"Those guards outside probably never imagined that the person they were so willing to risk their lives for was such a cowardly imposter."

You stroked your chin and said, "Wow, our reputation has really grown that much! He probably didn't even see our faces clearly, he just heard your soft voice and got all scared out of his wits, was it really necessary..."

"After shutting down so many places, I thought you'd have some self-awareness." Qin Che said listlessly, glancing at the treasure behind the door before leaving.

"You don't even come to take a look. How boring. You're still a greedy dragon, doing such a ridiculous thing." You muttered to yourself in the inner room.

His gaze lingered behind the gauze curtain not far away.

The wind lifted the gauze curtains, and a huge pipe organ embedded in the entire wall shimmered with a lustrous light in the setting sun.

"An unexpected bonus." His voice was clearly filled with surprise, much happier than when he saw the treasure.

Following his gaze, you also saw the pipe organ.

Yes, it was indeed a surprise.

You put down the jewels you had just stolen and went over, folding up your skirt as you sat gracefully in front of the zither.

The vivid memory played repeatedly in my mind, and the moment you touched the piano keys, the melodious music resounded throughout the hall.

The wind swept through the hall, and the sparse sunlight added magnificent harmonies to the melody.

After one segment ended, silence returned to the sanctuary.

Long's previously calm expression changed, and he frowned slightly: "Why aren't you playing anymore?"

Get up and take the heavy sword that is standing beside the zither.

“Playing a requiem is meant to comfort the dead, but do you think these souls in the sanctuary deserve it?”

You tiptoed closer to Qin Che, then dodged away the moment he narrowed his eyes, deftly turning around and stepping onto the stairs.

“They were already holy and noble enough while they were alive, and I don’t want to sing praises to their hypocritical souls.”

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