Liu Ji was perplexed, and the sleazy disciple bashfully scratched his head, saying, "Report to Senior Brother Liu, I am called Er Gouzi."

"Er Gouzi?"

Liu Ji felt even more mentally exhausted. The twelfth generation of inner sect disciples all received names starting with "Yuan."

For example, he was called Yuan Mountain, while other disciples had names like Yuan Sect, Yuan Kui, Yuan Water, and so on.

What sort of name is Er Gouzi!

"Junior Brother, I wasn't asking for your nickname, but your sect name..."

Liu Ji felt a headache coming on, but seeing that this junior brother was good at flattering, he patiently said.

The sleazy disciple shook his head and said, "My sect name is indeed Er Gouzi. Haven't you heard? Actually, I have another title, but you're so busy, you probably haven't heard of it either."

"What is the other title?"

Liu Ji's curiosity was piqued, and he anxiously asked with a face full of anticipation.

"God of Thieves." The sleazy disciple casually tore his Taoist robe, with a tearing sound, the large robe split in two, revealing ordinary short clothes.

"What are you doing!"

No time to think about who the God of Thieves was, Liu Ji called out in bewilderment.

The sleazy disciple muttered unpleasantly, "Damn those goods from Putian. I specifically asked for a small size, and they sent me an L size! I'm never shopping on Taobao again!"

"You!"

Liu Ji was suddenly shocked and pointed at the sleazy disciple, too flustered to speak.

No matter how clueless he was, he realized that the Taoist robe on this sleazy disciple was a counterfeit from Taobao!

No wonder the logo looked so awkward!

Since it was counterfeit, he could infer the hidden information behind it.

The sleazy disciple was a fake Tai Chi Sect disciple!

The sleazy disciple's words confirmed this. He casually raised his hand, revealing two walnut-sized round beads in his palm, complaining, "In such hot weather, you Tai Chi Sect people still have to wear Taoist robes, are you all masochists?"

"You! Who exactly are you!"

Liu Ji exclaimed indignantly, his eyes almost popping out: "Could those in your hand be the Tai Chi Pearls!"

Tai Chi Pearls were protective hidden weapons for direct disciples of the sect. When smashed to the ground, their power was comparable to gunpowder and could cause a smoke-filled explosion—a secret weapon for both attacking enemies and escaping.

Logically, such hidden weapons should only be owned by disciples of noble status like himself. So how could this sleazy man possibly have them?

Could these be fakes as well?

Impossible, they looked so real!

Instinctively, Liu Ji reached into his own pocket, his mouth gaping in shock: His own Tai Chi Pearls were gone!

"Oh, you mean these!"

The sleazy man rotated the two Tai Chi Pearls in his palm like walnuts and nonchalantly said, "I just picked them up from an idiot's pocket. Coincidentally, that idiot looks a lot like you."

"You! You stole my Tai Chi Pearls!"

Liu Ji was so infuriated he nearly went mad, his hair disheveled, and gritting his teeth, he glared at the sleazy man.

"Not just the Tai Chi Pearls, but more."

The sleazy man tossed something into the air with his left hand. As it descended slowly, it turned out to be a pair of pure white boxer shorts!

"My underwear!"

Seeing the boxers, Liu Ji instinctively felt his pants, realizing there was nothing there to protect him!

"Pfft!"

Seeing that their senior brother was actually wearing such boxers, several disciples of the Tai Chi Sect couldn't help but snicker.

Liu Ji yelled angrily, "No laughing!"

While covering his crotch, which looked very comical.

However, the farce on the Tai Chi Sect's side couldn't bring a smile to Shangguan Feihong and others.

Their faces turned liver-colored, as if they were struggling to endure something.

By the time things had developed to this point, the Seven Great Families and others were already numb from shock.

If the Demoness, Sniper God, and Sword Madman were terrifying demons in the Dark World, then the God of Thieves was the most despised and feared figure covertly.

His theft skills were unparalleled, making him the greatest thief of the time. His illustrious feats were too numerous to count, most famously staging a nighttime raid on the Louvre, stealing countless famous paintings. Legend has it the true copy of "Mona Lisa's Smile" and Van Gogh's self-portrait are in his possession.

Moreover, the God of Thieves was also a patriotic hero.

His most celebrated act was sneaking into the British Empire Museum, stealing thirty-six treasures overnight. These treasures were precious artifacts stolen from the Huaxia Palace by foreign devils during wartime.

The God of Thieves selflessly transported these national treasures back to his homeland, an act that made antique enthusiasts go wild.

Therefore, the God of Thieves had a bad reputation abroad, but domestically, he was famed as a hero.

Liu Ji, initially confused, quickly realized who the God of Thieves was and said incredulously, "So you're the righteous thief of the British!"

"The righteous thief of the British?"

The God of Thieves sneered, "That title sounds terrible, just call me the God of Thieves instead."

Picking up the boxers and tossing them back to Liu Ji, the God of Thieves swaggered past the Tai Chi Sect members and approached Qin Hao with a laugh, "Captain, long time no see, I missed you!"

As he spoke, he opened his arms, ready to hug Qin Hao.

Qin Hao lifted his foot to scare the God of Thieves away, laughingly scolding, "You rascal, watching for a chance to target me. If you dare steal my boxers, I'll skin you alive!"

The God of Thieves scratched his head with an embarrassed grin, "Trying to steal something from the captain is even tougher than stealing from the British Museum. It's truly a sorrowful matter!"

Qin Hao chuckled calmly and nudged with his mouth, "When you show up, chaos follows. What, you just stole Liu Ji, that fool's, boxers? What else did you get?"

"Well, I'm not usually one to show off, but since the captain asked, I won't hold back."

The God of Thieves spoke nonchalantly as he pulled items out of his pocket one by one.

Clang! A revolver fell to the ground, and the Sun Family representative's expression changed dramatically, patting his empty pocket: "That's my revolver!"

Cling! A throwing knife fell, and a representative of another family looked heartbroken: "My poisoned flying knife!"

Crash! Several nails fell to the ground, and a representative fainted on the spot: "The family's treasure 'Celestial Maiden Scattering Flowers' was stolen? I'm ruined!"

Clatter! A Gatling gun was disassembled and fell to the ground in five pieces, making Shangguan Feihong's face look extremely unpleasant: "Isn't this the ace I left with my junior? But, how did the God of Thieves fit it all into such a small pocket!"

The magic trick shouldn't be played like this!

In merely ten seconds, the shock brought by the God of Thieves was greater than that of the previous three masters combined.

Pretending to be a Tai Chi Sect disciple and touring the crowd, he managed to steal all the aces?

How could they keep playing!

The once arrogant Liu Ji now felt defeated, realizing things weren't so simple.

"Hey, your skills have improved, young man."

Looking at the mess all over the ground, Qin Hao couldn't help but burst into laughter.

The God of Thieves opened his sleazy grin, "Too bad I'm still no match for you, Captain. Back in the days, your unique skill has been my lifelong goal."

Qin Hao sighed, "Those were the days, we can't go back. Alright, since everyone is almost here, let's deal with this troublesome bunch first, and then we find a place to have a good drink!"

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