Stealing the Pen: Kirin's Primordial Lotus

Chapter 556

After Hei Xia Zi left Dean Li's office, he walked briskly through the corridor of the institute and came to his office.

He stood at the door, not rushing to open the envelope in his arms. Instead, like a vigilant cat, he first scanned the surroundings. Then, he gently pushed the door open, walked in, and quickly closed the door, as if to isolate everything from the outside world.

After entering the office, Hei Xiazi did not sit down immediately, but began to conduct a thorough inspection of the entire room. His movements were quick and skillful, like a well-trained agent.

As expected, Hei Xia Zi found no less than five eavesdropping devices in the office, and even installed one in the bathroom!

"Damn, these people are truly omnipresent!" Hei Xia Zi cursed in a low voice, "From now on, I'm afraid I won't even dare to fart!"

As he spoke, he walked to the bathroom, turned on the shower head, and sure enough, he found another listening device and a monitor.

"How much I want to peek at Hei Ye's perfect body!" Hei Xia Zi looked at the listening device and monitor in his hands and couldn't help laughing. "Such a small place can actually fit two things! There's no need to worry about these two things fighting when they are used!"

Hei Xia Zi shook his head, removed all the monitors and surveillance cameras, and then destroyed them with the talisman paper Xie Yuchen had left him. After doing all this, he carefully took out the letter from the inner layer of his clothes, as if it were an invaluable treasure.

Hei Xia Zi carefully took out the letter from the envelope, unfolded it and read it carefully.

"The art of immortality can only exist in books, and can only exist in a few words in books. Once it is released, the entire Dragon Kingdom will be doomed!" Hei Xia Zi said softly, his voice revealing his recognition and appreciation of these words.

He couldn't help but sigh, "The person who wrote this letter is truly a visionary! Although Dragon Nation is constantly developing, it still lags behind those superpowers in strength. In this situation, playing it safe is the best way for Dragon Nation to survive."

Hei Xia Zi continued reading, "I know that within the Dragon Nation, many people are searching for the so-called art of immortality! Unfortunately, that's nothing more than an illusory fantasy. These people will only end up sinking themselves into the abyss, unable to extricate themselves."

He shook his head, thinking to himself, "The art of immortality has been something people have long dreamed of since ancient times, but who has ever truly achieved it? Those obsessed with finding the art of immortality often overlook the true meaning and value of life."

Hei Xia Zi continued reading, "We have no objection to the people going to the mountains and forests for adventure. We can even adopt a relatively tolerant attitude towards the related activities of certain organizations, as long as these activities do not touch the fundamental interests and bottom line of Dragon Country.

However, there is one thing that is absolutely intolerable, that is, no one can trample on the bottom line of the Dragon Kingdom! The national treasures of the Dragon Kingdom are the treasures of our country and important symbols of our national culture. They can only be inherited and passed on in the hands of our own people.

If anyone dares to steal and sell these national treasures to foreigners, they will be tantamount to betraying their own country and people. Such behavior is absolutely unforgivable! They will surely bear the wrath of all the people of Dragon Country, and this anger will erupt like a volcano, completely engulfing them!

Hei Xiazi nodded in agreement when he read this, deeply agreeing with the main idea of the person who wrote the letter. He thought to himself that although this person was a bit greedy, what he said was true. The foreign orders really belonged to Jude Kao, and this guy had been manipulated by them all the time.

Hei Xia Zi's thoughts drifted away, recalling his two experiences working with Jude Kao. Those were truly unforgettable times! Not only had he successfully earned a fortune from Jude Kao, but he had also cleverly avoided the hassles of working for him. Even more remarkable, they had buried all of Jude Kao's men, not only taking care of their affairs after death but also leaving Jude Kao with no recourse.

Hei Xia Zi couldn't help but sigh, "Tsk tsk tsk!" "What a miserable life! Jude Kao, Jude Kao! What's the point of all the money you worked so hard to earn? In the end, you died with nothing to take with you. You don't even have an heir. All your wealth was wasted on that evil capitalist country of yours!"

Hei Xiazi felt a pang of heartache when he thought of Jude Kao's bank account, which was filled with countless zeros. He couldn't help but think, how wonderful it would be if all that money could fall into his pocket! Who knows, maybe right now, he's already lying in bed with Xiao Huaer, chatting about their ideals in life, exchanging sweet nothings, and finally giving her a sweet kiss!

Hei Xiazi frowned, carefully examining the letter in his hand. The last paragraph of the letter struck him like a hammer, "Thank you very much for the help of the two behind you. You have saved that ancient country, which should have been buried beneath the sands long ago, from ever seeing the light of day again. Perhaps, in the distant future, we will be able to use our own abilities to create an eternal life of our own. Perhaps then, this ancient country, once guilty of heinous crimes, will finally see the light of day again."

Hei Xia Zi read the letter over and over again, trying to find some clues about the reward between the lines, but in the end he found nothing. His expectations were instantly shattered like bubbles. He had originally thought that this letter would bring him a generous reward, but now it seemed that it was just a false hope.

Hei Xiazi sighed helplessly. He decided not to have any more illusions about the letter. He picked up the lighter and lit the letter without hesitation. As the flames gradually devoured the paper, the resentment in his heart also burned.

When the letter turned to ash, Hei Xia Zi didn't stop there. He didn't even let the ashes go. Instead, he soaked them in water and poured them into the toilet like garbage. Then, as if to vent his anger, he pressed the toilet button hard, watching the water flush away the ashes, as if this would wash away his dissatisfaction and disappointment.

Hei Xia Zi looked so vicious, as if the toilet had done something wrong to him.

Hei Xia Zi looked at the empty envelope on the table, picked it up and wanted to crumple it into a ball, but found a small card inside. When he shook it out, it turned out to be a bank card.

Hei Xiazi looked at the bank card and his mouth cracked instantly. "I was wondering, how could such a generous department take Hei Ye's reward for free?"

Hei Xiazi carefully raised the bank card as if holding a treasure, and then kissed it several times, as if this small card was the most precious thing in his life. Just as he was immersed in joy, he suddenly noticed that there seemed to be something on the back of the bank card.

Curious, he flipped over the bank card and found a small note. The handwriting on the note was neat and clear, and it read: "This is a little hard work fee for Hei Ye. The password is the first six digits of the bank card."

Hei Xiazi's eyes lit up, and he rubbed his hands excitedly, secretly calculating how much benefit this money could bring him. However, he did not immediately check the balance on the bank card, but carefully hid the bank card in a corner of the office.

He gently patted the place where he hid his bank card, as if saying goodbye to it, and then left the office, looking back every few steps, as if that was the place he was most reluctant to leave.

Along the way, Hei Xia Zi's mood was like a roller coaster, sometimes good, sometimes bad. Sometimes he was happy thinking about the reward he had just received and had no time to check how much mana was in it, and sometimes he felt sad because he could only look at it but not use it.

Finally, Hei Xia Zi returned to Xie's house with a heart full of contradictions. As soon as he stepped into the house, Xie's housekeeper appeared from a corner like a ghost.

"Master Hei, I don't know what Wu Xie and Fatty Wang from the backyard did in the house! The noise was so loud that the servants cleaning nearby were so scared that they didn't dare to go there!" Butler Xie said anxiously.

Butler Xie's face showed a helpless expression, as if he was completely helpless about what was happening. However, his eyes couldn't hide the fluctuations of his emotions, and those obvious changes in his emotions made it easy to see through his true thoughts at a glance.

Hei Xia Zi felt a little embarrassed when he saw this. After all, he had originally wanted to tell a lie to get away with it, but seeing Butler Xie's obvious emotional fluctuations, he felt embarrassed to continue pretending.

"Let them do whatever they want!" Hei Xia Zi waved his hand and said in a magnanimous manner, "Just don't let them make such a shameful incident outside the Xie Mansion! However, it's not a good idea for them to continue like this. You'd better send someone to warn them. If they don't want to behave themselves, then just tell them to get out of the Xie Mansion!"

There was a hint of displeasure in Hei Xia Zi's words, but his sunglasses cleverly concealed the true emotion in his eyes. Despite this, his face still showed extreme disgust for the matter, making people feel that he had reached the end of his patience with Wang Pangzi and Wu Xie's behavior.

When Butler Xie heard Hei Xia Zi's words, he immediately became energetic, as if he had received an imperial decree. He led a few people behind him and walked straight towards the courtyard where Fatty Wang and Wu Xie lived with a heroic and proud step, as if he was going to call them to account.

Black Blind followed them slowly, deliberately restraining his breath to avoid attracting other people's attention. His purpose was simple: to hide in a corner and quietly watch the wonderful show that was about to unfold.

Steward Xie, relying on Hei Xia Zi's words, arrogantly led a group of people to the gate of Wu Xie and Fatty Wang's courtyard. He put his hands on his hips, looked arrogant, and waved his hand at the people behind him, shouting, "Knock the door open! But remember, don't destroy the courtyard! Otherwise, when Master Huaer comes back, I will report you!"

The men behind Butler Xie were all portly and muscular, looking like they were not to be trifled with. They wrestled with each other and walked out from behind Butler Xie, their faces adorned with the kind of villainous smiles you only see in Hong Kong dramas, making people feel disgusted. One of them even kicked the gate of the courtyard open with a flying kick.

At that moment, Wu Xie and Fatty Wang were sitting in the room, whispering something. Suddenly, they heard the door slam open. Startled, they immediately realized something was wrong. They quickly cleaned up the table and hid under the bed to avoid being discovered by the uninvited guests.

After everything was packed up, Wu Xie and Fatty Wang looked at each other, and they understood each other. They took a deep breath, then slowly opened the door and walked out.

When they saw the ferocious-looking thugs standing in the yard and Butler Xie slowly stepping into the yard, they immediately realized that these people had ill intentions.

"Butler Xie, what do you mean by this? Breaking into my yard by force, don't you think too much of me?"

Wu Xie tried to maintain his momentum, which seemed reasonable in the eyes of those thugs, but in the eyes of Butler Xie, it was a wrong decision.

"Little Third Master! We call you Little Third Master out of respect for your third uncle Wu Sansheng. Without your third uncle, the Wu family will be gone! Who are you?" Butler Xie looked at Wu Xie with disdain, his words full of contempt and ridicule for him.

When Wu Xie heard this, he was immediately filled with rage. He stared at Butler Xie with wide eyes, a hint of anger in his eyes.

"How dare you! Even if I'm not the third young master of the Wu family, I'm still a distinguished guest of Xie Yuchen, the master of your Xie Mansion!" Wu Xie said angrily. There was obvious anger in his voice that could not be ignored.

However, Butler Xie was completely unfazed by Wu Xie's anger. He sneered and continued, "So what? Xie Yuchen is already dead! Not a single bone remains! Now the head of the Xie Mansion is firstly Lord Hei, and secondly, me! Do you still think this is the time when Xie Yuchen was still alive?"

Butler Xie's words were like a sharp sword, piercing Wu Xie's heart. Wu Xie's face turned very ugly, and he clenched his teeth, trying hard to restrain the anger in his heart.

At this moment, Hei Xiazi, who was standing behind Butler Xie, saw all of this. Seeing Butler Xie so arrogant and disrespectful to Wu Xie, his anger was instantly ignited.

Hei Xia Zi resisted the urge to rush out. He clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms. His teeth clenched and clicked, as if he wanted to swallow all the anger.

Although Hei Xia Zi's heart was already in turmoil, he decided to endure it for the time being, continue hiding aside, and observe how things developed.