Chapter 67 You Can Arrest Me Now

Chen Xiyuan shrank her neck in fear, and the man surnamed Feng spoke up, "How should one speak with people from the jianghu?"

Old Thief Yuan said, "When speaking with people from the jianghu! You should first ask Yuan Boyang if he knows you came to arrest me."

Chen Xiyuan sneered, "Do you think just anyone is qualified to see the Chief Constable? Based on the likes of you..."

"Shut your mouth!" The man surnamed Feng rebuked her before saying, "Old sir, my status is insufficient, and I cannot reach the Chief Constable. Why don't you give him a call?"

The man surnamed Feng was advancing by retreating, probing Old Thief Yuan.

Old Thief Yuan laughed heartily and said, "If I call, I'll call!"

Old Thief Yuan deliberately turned on the speakerphone and spoke into the phone: "I want to find Yuan Boyang."

The person on the other end of the line said, "The Chief Constable is not here!"

"Also, this is the Chief Constable's private number, please do not dial it casually."

"If you have nothing else to do, I am going to hang up."

The man surnamed Feng and Chen Xiyuan sneered simultaneously, and Chen Xiyuan even waved her hand, signaling her subordinates to step forward and make the arrest.

Old Thief Yuan's expression darkened as he said, "Before you hang up on me, you had better ask Yuan Boyang if he still remembers the person who saved his life in the Northeast with a single tobacco pouch, and whom he gave the jade mouthpiece to."

Having said that, Old Thief Yuan didn't wait for a reply and hung up the phone first.

Chen Xiyuan sneered, "Keep pretending! Let's see how long you can keep this up. The Chief Constable has never smoked, where would a jade mouthpiece come from?"

The man surnamed Feng also said coldly, "Don't speak just yet. We must give people some time to see how he performs his act."

Old Thief Yuan put down his tobacco pouch: "Old Xu, do you have a tobacco pouch here? I can't afford to use this one!"

"Yes!" Shopkeeper Xu hurried into the room and brought out a golden tobacco pipe with a white steel coiled dragon, set with an agate mouthpiece, measuring a foot and a half long.

Not only was the tobacco pouch exquisitely crafted and imposing in appearance, but it also hung with five ancient Emperor coins and a metallic ghost hand decoration at the bottom.

At a single glance, anyone could tell it was not only a lethal weapon capable of taking lives, but it also harbored mystical arts and profound secrets.

Shopkeeper Xu presented the tobacco pouch to Old Thief Yuan with both hands: "Third Master, this is a magical artifact given to me by a friend years ago, and no one has ever used it. Do you think it passes muster?"

"Not bad, not bad!" Old Thief Yuan accepted the pouch with a chuckle.

"Genuine coins of the Five Great Emperors!" The moment Chen Xiyuan saw the five coins on the pouch, her eyes turned red.

Genuine coins of the Five Great Emperors had always been priceless treasures in the mystical arts community; even damaged ones were worth upwards of a million.

Chen Xiyuan snapped harshly, "Where did you steal those coins of the Five Great Emperors from? They are definitely stolen goods, take them away immediately."

Old Thief Yuan let out an unhurried laugh, "An ignorant wretch. A single coin of the Five Great Emperors is enough to make you make a complete fool of yourself. If you were to lay eyes on something truly good, you'd probably pass out backwards."

Shopkeeper Xu also sneered, "Third Master is right! This person is simply mad with poverty. Her real name is Chen Erni. Because her greatest wish in this life was to buy a house in the Morning Glow Estate housing development, she changed her name to Chen Xiyuan."

"What a pity! Her destiny only affords her that red-brick tenement building, and changing her name only suppressed her luck. She probably won't even be buried in a place where she can see the Morning Glow Estate when she dies."

"You're talking nonsense!" Chen Xiyuan turned pale with anger, but a look of deep solemnity appeared on the face of the man surnamed Feng. Very few people, even within their own sect, knew that Chen Xiyuan was originally named Chen Erni. The fact that Shopkeeper Xu could expose her past with a single sentence meant that his arts of divination and calculation had reached a marvelous and unfathomable realm.

The man surnamed Feng seemed to be calculating how to handle the situation at hand.

Just as both sides fell into an eerie silence, Old Thief Yuan's phone suddenly rang, and someone sent him a video.

Amidst a cold sneer, Old Thief Yuan tapped to open the video, and a man's voice came through from the other side: "Third Master Yuan, it really is you. Just now, it was just a newly arrived little girl who didn't know it was you, please calm your anger..."

The faces of the man surnamed Feng and Chen Xiyuan instantly turned ashen. They knew that the person on the other end of the phone, although not Yuan Boyang, was his confidential chief secretary and was fully qualified to speak on Yuan Boyang's behalf.

Old Thief Yuan chuckled and said, "Where is Yuan Boyang? Never mind, I won't ask anymore. Since you can reply on his behalf, and you're even on a video call, it proves you just wanted to see if I was dead or alive? Once the thought is there, there's nothing more to say."

The person on the other end panicked immediately: "Third Master, you've misunderstood, I didn't mean that... The Chief Constable didn't bring his phone today."

"Is that so?" Old Thief Yuan drew out his tone and said, "Then let me ask you, when Yuan Boyang gave me the jade mouthpiece, what did he say?"

That person offered a ingratiating smile: "Third Master, look here..."

Old Thief Yuan gave him no chance to speak at all: "I am asking you a question!"

That person hurriedly said, "The Chief Constable said at the time: Back then I was addicted to smoking, and later I quit for someone's sake. This mouthpiece has been with me for many years, and everyone around me has seen it. I give it to Third Master as a keepsake, and in the future, whenever you have need of the Six Fan Doors, Third Master need only produce this mouthpiece, and it will be as though I myself had arrived in person."

That person's words instantly frightened the Six Fan Doors members present so much that their legs went weak and they didn't dare to draw a full breath.

"Very good!" Old Thief Yuan asked again, "Then let me ask you, when Yuan Boyang gave me this phone number, what did he say?"

That person said cautiously, "The Chief Constable said: Call this number to find me at any time, as long as I am not dead, I will surely answer your call immediately."

"Ha ha..." Old Thief Yuan laughed heartily as he picked up his phone and turned the camera toward the members of the Six Fan Doors: "Are these your people? They came to arrest me!"

That person immediately roared in fury, "Scumbags, all of you, get down on your knees!"

The legs of all the Six Fan Doors personnel buckled simultaneously, dropping them by half a height.

Old Thief Yuan said indifferently, "There's no need for you to put on airs and show off your prestige here either! We've all spent the greater part of our lives walking the jianghu, who can't see through such a petty matter?"

"No... Third Master, please listen to me!" That person was running around in circles with anxiety: "Third Master, please listen to my explanation, it really isn't the way you think it is."

Old Thief Yuan slowly turned the phone around, aiming it at the table, raised the coiled-dragon tobacco pouch, and smashed it downward, shattering the jade mouthpiece into powder.

The other end of the phone instantly went silent. After a long while, that person's voice trembled as he said, "Third Master, you... you..."

Old Thief Yuan said indifferently, "Tell Yuan Boyang that the bond between him and me is at an end. That is all!"

Old Thief Yuan turned off his phone, placed the tobacco pouch on the table, and looked calmly at the man surnamed Feng and Chen Xiyuan: "Very well, you may arrest me now."

The two people, already frightened to the color of the earth, collapsed directly to the ground. They were in massive trouble; forcing the Chief Constable's savior to the point of breaking off relations with him—if word of this got out, Yuan Boyang's reputation in the jianghu would be utterly ruined.

Yuan Boyang would not lightly spare the two of them.

The man surnamed Feng could still manage to speak: "Third Master... we... please show mercy..."