Listening to the person's words, Yan Wuheng showed a troubled expression.

Although he has lived for more than three hundred years, fifty-three years old seems very young to him, almost like a little girl.

But he is devoted; since he was eight, he liked eighteen-year-old girls, and even at eighty, he still liked eighteen-year-old girls. Now, at over three hundred years old, his preference remains the same as three hundred years ago.

For him, he really can't lay a hand on a fifty-three-year-old little girl.

He looked at this mysterious master and asked, "Your honor... can I do something else instead?"

Li Nuo nodded and said, "Of course, there's a woman imprisoned in the harem of Qi Country. If you can steal her out, you don't have to do the previous task..."

Yan Wuheng finally accepted his fate, sighed, and said, "Bai Hui, right? What does she look like, and where exactly does she live in the capital..."

As the Thief Sect Master, he is absolutely confident in his Stealing Technique. Even if the person in front of him wants to steal the belly band of Qi Country's Empress or the intimate garment of the Imperial Concubine, he can present these two items by tonight.

But to steal a living person from the harem, he really doesn't have that ability.

Thinking of this, Yan Wuheng couldn't help but sigh again.

Actually, in the past, he could steal people.

At that time, there was nothing he couldn't steal — he could steal hearts, lifetimes, appearances, specialties, and even cultivation. It didn't matter if one was a Martial Artist, or belonged to the Mohist, Yin Yang School, School of Cross and Vertical, except for Legalism and Confucian, he could steal the cultivation of various schools...

At that time, he had stolen from various schools, possessing the cultivation of multiple Semi-Saints, enjoying glorious times while those people united to hunt him down, only to be toyed with like dogs running around.

But suddenly one day, all the abilities he had stolen disappeared.

Not only that, he also lost the ability to steal others' cultivation, and his own cultivation made no further progress.

After that, he could only steal a woman's heart or someone's lifetime; solely in terms of skills, even a robust ordinary person could beat him into teeth-searching on the ground.

A generation's Thief Saint, fallen to such a state.

Therefore, he had employed many guards to protect him.

But unexpectedly, a careless mistake invited this formidable enemy...

Li Nuo picked up a brush and drew a painting, handing it to the Thief Sect Master, saying, "It's her."

The reason Li Nuo didn't directly have the Thief Sect Master steal the nightingale, but adopted this roundabout way, was knowing he couldn't do it. Even though he saw Emperor Wei assassinated, it doesn't mean the emperors of the Five Great Dynasties are incompetent.

Using the forces of various schools in the Imperial Palace won't escape his senses.

His ability to steal lifetimes from people doesn't work on Qi Country's Emperor; the emperors of the Five Great Dynasties are protected by national luck, immune to such strange abilities.

Yan Wuheng looked at the old woman in the painting and couldn't help but sigh. With countless wives and concubines at home, he now had to steal the heart of an old lady, truly a sin...

At this point, Li Nuo looked at Yan Wuheng and asked, "Why didn't you steal my cultivation just now?"

He had seen in ancient texts that a Thief Semi-Saint should be able to steal cultivation even of the same rank; other Semi-Saints could unwittingly drop in rank when directly stolen from.

Sects like the Thief School, School of Calligraphy are unconventional but absurdly strong each.

The reason Li Nuo is fearless is that the Thief School is precisely restrained by Legalism; legal scholars' cultivation he cannot steal.

This question, inadvertently stirred the heart of the Thief Sect Master again, he shook his head and said, "Can't steal."

Li Nuo was somewhat surprised and asked, "Can't steal... Is the ancient record of the Thief School stealing people's cultivation false?"

Yan Wuheng sighed deeply and said, "It's not false, but the story is quite long..."

A moment later, Li Nuo looked at him quite unexpectedly and said, "So, the thief Semi-Saint being hunted by all the schools recorded in ancient texts is actually you..."

At this moment, he had a feeling of history coming alive before his eyes.

Li Nuo had seen descriptions of him in the texts more than once.

The events that the person experienced afterward were not recorded in the books.

It turns out he really had those abilities recorded in the books before mysteriously losing them later...

It's understandable; a sneaky thief turns out to be so powerful, how can other schools play along? It was unreasonable and didn't align with positive energy; being weakened by heaven's way was justifiable, but losing all abilities after waking up really makes one feel the absurdity of the world again...

Yet within this absurdity, lies a hint of reason.

The strongest cannot live long, the long-lived are as weak as mice; what they have is what the other side desires, what the other side dreams of, and cannot obtain, yet they can easily acquire...

...

Qi Country.

Imperial Palace.

Bai Hui slowly walked out from the Imperial Palace, her brows slightly furrowed. The letter had been sent to Chang'an a long time ago, yet the Phoenix had taken no action. Could it be that after marrying, her heart belongs to her husband's family, disregarding even her own sister?

She held a lock of hair in her hand.

This was cut from the nightingale's hair, hoping that when Phoenix sees this lock of hair, she will think of her sister far away in Qi Country.

Walking along the street, sometimes passing couples hand in hand.

Bai Hui's gaze swept over them, she spent her life serving the country, trained numerous spies, never experienced romance, and couldn't understand how some determined female spies, after marrying, could have their hearts only for their men and family, and commit acts of treason...