Chapter 304: The Black-Clad Thief
Chapter 304: The Black-Clad Thief
The villa has three floors in total, with Grandpa and Ouyang Yude living on the third floor.
Xiao Lin and Ouyang Jiahui went to the second floor; Xiao Lin was afraid of thunder and didn’t dare stay alone, so she stayed with Ouyang Jia Hui.
Xu Xiangbei remained in the guest room on the first floor, and Ouyang Jiahui brought him clean bedsheets and pillows.
Her eyes glanced fleetingly over Xu Xiangbei’s sturdy chest, and she smiled, "Brother Xu, the first-floor bathroom can’t be used for bathing. You’ll need to go to the second floor, but not now because Xiao Lin is using it. You’ll have to wait another hour."
Xu Xiangbei practiced the Four Flying Iron Gall all night. Although the heavy rain didn’t drench him, he was drenched in sweat, and his underwear was completely soaked.
Upon hearing that Xiao Lin was bathing, Xu Xiangbei revealed a wicked smile: "Oh, your bathroom door lock isn’t broken, right? I shouldn’t be able to break in."
Recalling how Xu Xiangbei broke in while she was bathing at the Spring Villa, Ouyang Jiahui’s cheeks turned slightly red, and she glared at him with a playful annoyance.
"Dream on! My bathroom’s lock is sturdy and high-end, and even if you use a hammer, it’d take you a good while to break it open. Unlike your shabby Spring Villa with its low-grade locks."
Xu Xiangbei said with a mischievous grin: "No matter whether your bathroom lock is sturdy or not, rest assured, I’m a gentleman, pure in thought. I’ve never thought of breaking in to peep at you girls bathing. Any previous incidents were mere misunderstandings."
Ouyang Jiahui mimicked a gagging gesture with a disdainful look: "Brother Xu, this time you’ve successfully grossed me out."
Xu Xiangbei retorted: "Niece, why’re you feeling nauseous? How many months along?"
Afraid of their argument being overheard by Grandpa and her dad, which would tarnish her reputation as a well-bred lady, Ouyang Jiahui made a hasty retreat, muttering two angry curses: "Pervert, bad guy."
Having irritated Ouyang Jia Hui, Xu Xiangbei looked rather pleased and made his bed.
He planned to go to the second floor to bath in a while. However, women’s bath time is unpredictable, and who knows how long it’ll take. In the meantime, he could practice the "Primordial Ancient Technique."
Sitting on the bed, he closed his eyes slightly and raised his hands above his head, immersing himself in a state of meditative practice.
Suddenly, amidst the chaotic sound of wind and rain, he heard a faint breath.
Practicing the "Primordial Ancient Technique" enhanced his hearing beyond that of an ordinary person. After practicing the Four Flying Iron Gall in the dark grove tonight, his hearing had strengthened greatly, able to hear even falling flowers within ten paces.
He softly got off the bed, slowly opened the door, and walked toward the nearby study.
The floor was covered in soft Arabian carpets, making it comfortable to walk on without a sound.
He stood at the study door, listening to the noises within.
The clock in the hall ticked softly as the wind and rain outside battered against the windows...
Even with his eyes closed, he felt the entire world brighten suddenly. He could clearly perceive all movements around him, even hearing the sound of water in the second-floor bathroom across the lengthy, winding stairs.
The fantasy cultivation method greatly enhanced his three-dimensional spatial awareness.
With his eyes closed, he quietly stood in the living room, feeling as if he had merged with the darkness.
The study door and walls disappeared before him, and so did the sofas, coffee table, and screens — all the furniture on the first floor slowly vanished from his mind. Only the person in the study stood vividly in front of him.
He heard the person stealthily opening the drawer at Ouyang Yude’s desk, rummaging through it.
Despite the person’s careful and silent movement, it couldn’t escape Xu Xiangbei’s ears. The person’s breathing had a hint of urgency.
Xu Xiangbei felt a cool breeze blowing over his feet from under the doorframe, indicating that the person crawled in through the window.
Quietly turning the doorknob, Xu Xiangbei lunged into the room and shouted, "Who’s there?"
Whoosh, a sharp, quick sound of an object slicing through the air echoed.
Xu Xiangbei’s shoulder suddenly dropped.
Swipe, a gleaming flying dart brushed past his shoulder and embedded deeply into the door frame.
Using the lightning outside, Xu Xiangbei saw the intruder — clad entirely in black, even the eyes wrapped in black goggles, resembling a pilot.
The goggles glowed green in the dark, evidently some sort of night vision gear, explaining why there’s no light in the study yet the intruder could move freely and hurl darts so accurately. If not for being able to distinguish breath sounds, the dart would have embedded in his shoulder.
Though he couldn’t see the intruder’s expression, Xu Xiangbei knew that he had startled the enemy.
Xu Xiangbei’s sudden entry indeed startled the masked thief. But what surprised the thief most was that there were no lights in the study, yet Xu Xiangbei didn’t wear any night vision equipment and easily dodged the dart.
The masked thief and Xu Xiangbei faced off for a few seconds. Suddenly, the thief raised both hands sharply, whoosh whoosh, and three more gleaming darts hurled towards Xu Xiangbei, aimed strategically at him.
One dart targeted Xu Xiangbei’s forehead, one aimed at his throat, and the other shot toward his lower abdomen.
This masked thief was definitely not an ordinary thief; no regular thief would wear expensive night vision goggles, much less throw such precise, deadly darts.
Xu Xiangbei sneered, "How ruthless; failed robbery and now resorting to murder."
His body twisted like a snake, dodging all three darts. The formidable momentum drove all three sharp darts into the wall.
The masked thief looked at Xu Xiangbei in disbelief, now believing that Xu Xiangbei didn’t dodge his darts by fluke.
However, the masked thief had even more lethal skills. His body bent down like a shrimp.
Xu Xiangbei intended to charge forward but promptly halted cautiously.
In the dark, he couldn’t see the thief’s movements and could only see him standing still, indicating no intention to flee, which meant one thing: aiming to silence him forever.
Though invisible, he could hear; Xu Xiangbei heard the thief’s calm and steady breathing, devoid of panic, realizing that any reckless movement would be unwise.
In an unclear situation, Xu Xiangbei chose to counter attack with calmness.
"Primordial Ancient Technique" is the ancestor of all Martial Arts, originating in a primeval chaos where silence reigns supreme. In actionless quietness lies its foundational Heart Method.
But Xu Xiangbei’s stillness wasn’t complete tranquility; it was dynamic calmness, steady like a maiden but swift like a fleeing hare.
Much like how from an external view chaos seems lifeless and void, yet it nurtures energies of creation, surging dark currents that one day will break free to form new worlds.
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