Ignoring Chu Ge, who was currently devastated, Empress Dowager began studying the bald young man.
She had heard the name Six Ears before. The names of every outstanding member of the human race would enter her sight... and among that list of exceptional figures, Six Ears ranked near the very top.
His excellence came from the speed of his rise, his potential, and his origins.
Without a doubt, as a disciple of Mount Xiyue, Six Ears was top-tier in every aspect.
She suddenly grew curious. As Mount Xiyue's strongest disciple, why had he spent so much effort creating the identity of the world's greatest thief?
"Why?" Empress Dowager suddenly asked.
Six Ears smiled faintly. "To read all the sacred arts of the world's holy lands."
Empress Dowager pondered this, then asked, "What, are Mount Xiyue's collections still not enough for you?"
"To draw parallels between different things, that's all." Six Ears pressed his palms together, his face full of piety. "The sea of learning has no end."
Empress Dowager smiled. "So whenever what was stolen was a cultivation method or secret art, it was you. Everything else was him?"
"You could say that." Six Ears nodded, then suddenly added, "However, if the target is too difficult, I will personally take action."
Chu Ge frowned. At that moment, he could not even distinguish which parts of his glorious years as the Thief Marshal were real and which were false.
Perhaps even he himself was false at this very moment?
Everything within his sight became a bubble—had he accidentally fallen into some kind of mind-questioning illusion?
"That makes sense." Empress Dowager nodded. "Now that I think about it, this is the only explanation. Judging from Chu Ge's performance in Heavenly Revelation Hall, he is not yet outstanding enough to freely enter and