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Yimo actually didn't want to do it, but he'd been pushed to this point by System Wish 2.

He stood up, took Tong Muxue's hand, and led her back to her seat. With an utterly resolute gaze, he said, "I'm willing."

Yimo was a liar by nature. Once he'd decided to agree, he couldn't afford to hesitate.

So the words he spoke now were just as resolute.

"Our meeting was just like something arranged by Heaven."

"If you'd planned to do this from the start, then I was bound to be involved in it anyway."

"There's no escaping it, no avoiding it."

"So we might as well, as you said, go completely crazy!"

"It's just that, to be honest, I don't know the first thing about stealing, let alone something worth more than 70 million dollars."

"Right now, I'm just curious, my little rich girl: why are you so confident you can actually steal it?"

Yimo really was curious.

Tong Muxue didn't look like she was fooling around. She'd come prepared.

But Yimo's imagination was limited, and he didn't have any superpowers. How could the two of them possibly steal the Eye of the Abyss?

It wasn't realistic, was it?

Could it be that Tong Muxue had a huge force hidden behind her, or that her wealthy family would help her?

If so, Yimo would actually be happy.

At least he'd suddenly have the power he lacked, becoming capable of facing other Death Game Players and unknown forces.

Tong Muxue wasn't in a hurry. She rang for a waiter and ordered a bottle of Bordeaux red wine.

He watched the waiter pour the vivid red wine into a decanter and swirl it evenly, then pour it into two stemmed glasses. Tong Muxue took them, handed one to Yimo, then took