"Isn't your profession the successor of the Thief Saint?

I was right."

Chen Dong shrugged.

"What?

Ma Dongmei?"

Zhao Polu deliberately pretended to be stupid and immediately got out of the car.

Chen Dong and Kunlun looked at each other.

After Zhao Polu had walked to the wall of Zheng's courtyard and was some distance away, Kunlun asked: "Young Master brought Zhao Polu here, did you deliberately want to find out about the Thief Saint?

Wuchang has been busy spying on this kid these days, and he was just perfunctory with one mouthful of Ma Dongmei."

Chen Dong rubbed his nose and looked at Zhao Polu who skillfully climbed up the wall and disappeared into the darkness.

Smiling softly: "I am really interested in stealing the door. The thief saint Xu Qingfeng has attracted my uncle so much. How can I not be curious?"

"That's true, but this burglary is really secretive enough that I've never heard of it."

Kunlun smiled awkwardly.

Chen Dong shook his head: "You have been running rampant on the mercenary battlefield all year round, and later you have been in the Chen family. You don't know the past in the world. It's normal."

The words just fell.

"ah!"
Chapter completed!