Thieves' Gate

Once her mental defenses had been broken, getting her to answer more questions was no longer difficult.

Before long, Chen Xu learned some information about Thieves' Gate from the girl named Mu Qianqian.

However, her status within it was not high. Among Thieves' Gate's nine ranks, she was merely second from the bottom, so all she knew was some superficial information.

Thieves' Gate was not merely a sect devoted to the art of theft. It was an unorthodox organization involved in fortune-telling, banditry, tomb raiding, mountain trekking, smuggling, and water gathering.

Of course, that had been Thieves' Gate several decades or even a century ago. The current Thieves' Gate was a secretive alliance that controlled countless gray and legitimate industries, maintained ties with quite a few officials, and was the undisputed kingpin of this region.

Only such a colossal force would dare snatch several juicy pieces of meat from the hands of the Great Abyss.

"So that means all my resources have fallen into Thieves' Gate's pockets now?" A trace of coldness flickered in Chen Xu's eyes.

No one could swallow his resources. That had been true in the past, was true now, and would be even more true in the future.

"Get up. Take me to Thieves' Gate." Chen Xu lowered his gaze to Ye Qianqian, who no longer dared cry and was only sniffling, then gave the order indifferently.

"I already told you how powerful Thieves' Gate is. You still want to go?" Ye Qianqian sniffed and looked over at him in astonishment.

Even if he was far stronger than her, trying to challenge the entirety of Thieves' Gate alone was far too naive.

Thieves' Gate was so powerful that, in Longyuan Prefecture City where its headquarters was located, its words carried more weight than even the emperor's