My wife who comes from a wealthy family-Chapter 922 - 923: Finding the Killer

Outside the Heavenly Dragon Restaurant.

"What is Black Fox’s background?" Ye Wudao asked.

"This guy is said to be a legendary thief, never had a failed heist! A powerhouse in his own right, at the Unity Realm Stage. It’s even rumored that he once stole a cherished crystal teacup from the Dragon King," Long Mie explained, then paused, a look of puzzlement crossing his face. "What’s strange is, he hasn’t stolen anything for decades. Word was he had washed his hands of the thieving life. Him suddenly stealing your blade this time, I suspect..."

"Someone is pulling the strings from behind the scenes," Ye Wudao said.

"Exactly, that’s what I think too!" Long Mie nodded in agreement.

"Long Mie, who do you think is behind this?" Ye Wudao asked with a sly smile.

Long Mie thought for a moment and said, "Your stunning performance at the Dragon Clan’s Grand Competition has made you the hot favorite to win the championship this year! At this critical moment, there are only two people who could feel threatened by you."

"Let’s hear it!"

"The genius from the White Dragon Clan, Dragon Bai. He’s only at the initial stage of the Unity Realm and far from being your match!" Long Mie said, his gaze suddenly sharpening. "I know who it is now—His Highness Long Zhan. He’s the most likely suspect!"

"Heh, as long as I catch Black Fox, everything will become clear!" Ye Wudao said with a smile.

"Old Ye, catching Black Fox won’t be an easy task! That Black Fox is a notorious thief. Even the Dragon King issued dozens of orders to capture him, yet he still managed to escape every single time!" Long Mie said with a troubled expression.

"I’ve already said, my blade... he can’t lay claim to it!" Ye Wudao’s lips curled into a faint smirk. Then, his gaze shifted to the east. "Follow me!" he commanded.

Meanwhile...

Dragon Island, Eastern Shore!

The Graveyard of the Forgotten!

Night.

The moon hung like a bent hook, and crows cawed unpleasantly from the treetops!

A man dressed entirely in black, his face hidden behind a mask with only his eyes visible, carried a blade as he moved hurriedly.

Soon, he arrived in front of a desolate grave.

Waiting there was a plump, elderly man in golden attire.

If anyone familiar saw this scene, they would undoubtedly widen their eyes in disbelief!

This rotund figure in the golden robes was none other than the steward of Dragon Island!

Long San!

"I’ve brought what you wanted!" The man in black retrieved a black blade from his person—it was none other than the God-Slaying Blade.

"A true master of his craft! As expected of Mr. Black Fox, never failing a job. I’m deeply impressed!" Long San flattered.

"Hmph, spare me the pleasantries. This is the last job I’m doing for you people!" The man in black, Black Fox, replied, his eyes cold.

"Haha, my young master specifically asked me to express hopes for future collaborations between you and us!" Long San said with a laugh.

"There’s no need for that. Hand over my reward. I’ll be leaving Dragon Island immediately!" Black Fox’s gaze grew frostier.

"What’s the rush, Mr. Black Fox?" Long San chuckled. "You’re the finest thief on Dragon Island. Are you worried about being tracked down?"

"You don’t understand!" Black Fox shook his head. "I have a gut feeling that the owner of this blade is incredibly formidable. If I don’t leave soon, I might not get the chance to leave at all!"

With that, Black Fox’s eyes turned urgent. "Give me what I’m owed!"

"Hehe, no rush, Mr. Black Fox. Surely I need to check the goods first?" Long San grinned.

Black Fox immediately tossed the blade wrapped in white cloth toward Long San.

Long San slowly unwrapped the cloth, and in that instant, a terrifying chill exploded outward. The blade radiated an unparalleled sharpness, its killing aura thick and suffocating!

"What a blade! What an extraordinary blade!" Long San was mesmerized by the God-Slaying Blade, exclaiming in admiration. "Mr. Black Fox, your contribution this time is truly unmatched!"

"Enough with the empty words. Give me what I’m owed!" Black Fox urged impatiently.

"Hehe, don’t worry. My young master has always kept his promises!" Long San said as he reached into his robes and retrieved a vial of crimson pills, tossing it to Black Fox.

Black Fox caught the vial, opened it, and took a sniff of its unique scent. He nodded in satisfaction.

"Consider me a ghost," he muttered, putting the vial away and preparing to leave under the cover of night.

Just then, a magnetic young voice rang out, "Steal my blade and leave just like that? Isn’t that a bit inappropriate?"

Swoosh!

This one line shook everyone present to their core!

Who?

Black Fox spun around abruptly, his eyes locking tightly on the direction of the voice!

In the shadowy night, two figures emerged slowly.

One was a towering man built like an iron fortress, exuding a wild and powerful ferocity, like a human-shaped beast of war!

Standing in front of him was a young man in black, tall and lean, with strikingly handsome features. His hands were clasped behind his back as he approached leisurely.

"You!" Long San’s pupils shrank dramatically!

Beside him, Long San blurted out in shock, "Black Fox, who is he?"

"The owner of the stolen blade," Black Fox replied grimly.

Boom!

The owner!

Hearing those words, Long San looked utterly stunned and cried out, "What? He’s Wudao?"

Once the realization struck, Long San gritted his teeth in fury. "Black Fox, I command you to kill this man immediately!"

"I only agreed to steal his blade. Killing him was never part of the deal," Black Fox sneered, turning to leave.

"Black Fox, you might want to reconsider." Long San’s face twisted into an insidious grin. "The medicine you have will only last you three months. What will you do after that? Surely you don’t want her to die, do you? If you choose to cooperate with us, my young master’s resources can keep her safe for a whole decade!"

A decade!

Hearing those words, Black Fox’s body trembled, and his eyes transformed from hesitation to resolute determination.

"I’ll help you one last time!" Black Fox clenched his fists and declared.

"Hehe, Mr. Black Fox, this is the wisest decision you’ll ever make!" Long San said with a malevolent smile.

Turning toward Ye Wudao, Black Fox said, "Forgive me!"

With those words, Black Fox’s figure flickered and vanished from where he stood!

"As expected of Black Fox, the legendary thief. His movement techniques are unmatched, unrivaled across Dragon Island!" Long San couldn’t help but marvel.

So fast!

Long Mie was completely caught off guard!

In the blink of an eye, a shadow appeared before Ye Wudao. Black Fox’s dagger was aimed straight for his throat!

One strike to seal the throat!

Bang!

A dull thud echoed in the air.

"Mission accomplished!" Black Fox announced, but then, his pupils dilated in shock.

The figure of Ye Wudao before him suddenly dissipated like a fading shadow!

Oh no!

It was a decoy!

At that moment, a lazy yet displeased voice echoed from behind him, "Even thieves have principles. Stealing my blade and trying to kill me—isn’t that crossing the line?"

What?

Hearing this familiar voice, Black Fox whirled around, completely stunned!

Ye Wudao stood there, his hands still clasped behind his back, the smile on his face growing colder.

As an elite thief, as well as a veteran fighter, Black Fox prided himself on sizing people up accurately!

But facing Ye Wudao, he felt utterly unable to gauge his strength!

Trusting his instincts!

Black Fox knew that retreat was his only option!

Seeing his hesitation, Long San shouted urgently, "Black Fox, think carefully! If you back out now, my young master will cut ties with you for good!"

Gritting his teeth, Black Fox picked up his dagger once again and said grimly, "Sir, we have no personal grudge between us. Forgive me. A year from today, I’ll pay my respects at your grave!"

Whoosh!

Black Fox exhaled deeply, unleashing a colossal surge of energy!

Mid-stage Unity Realm!