Yan Qing approached the room behind the Capital Hall. It was worth mentioning that the entire Shangshu Province had been fitted with glazed windows, probably because the nearby secret realm could provide large quantities of glass. Although the bed couldn't be seen from outside, Yan Qing could see that the Relying on Heaven Sword had already been placed on the wardrobe beside the bed, together with the clothes.
Although the Relying on Heaven Sword was a precious antique bestowed by the emperor, in the end, it was merely an ordinary long sword. Its main purpose was to accentuate Shang Xuanwen's nobility and favor, so naturally, it wouldn't be kept in a Storage Ring.
Yan Qing's plan was simple: go in and steal it. If Shang Xuanwen woke up, then burglary would become armed robbery. In any case, the alt would grab it and run. Shang Xuanwen couldn't harm the alt within the main-city area. Afterward, the alt could find somewhere to hide and wait until dawn to reunite victoriously with the main account.
That was why the powerful didn't like living in the main city. If someone truly didn't fear death and brazenly robbed them, they really wouldn't have any way to deal with it for a while.
However, Rat Monk would definitely get his account deleted because of this. But if the theft could be completed successfully, sacrificing him would still be worth it.
Yan Qing looked at the Relying on Heaven Sword in the room and wondered whether this would leave Shang Xuanwen with too heavy a psychological scar.
Over the past few days, Yan Qing had more or less figured it out. Because Shang Xuanwen could vaguely hear other people's thoughts and see through their ugliness, he trusted no one.
It was as if he saw everyone