Chapter 2: Nasser's Handheld Game Console
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Outside a room in the inner residence of the Duke of Jin’s mansion in Chang’an City, numerous maidservants waited by the door. Suddenly, a cold, clear voice rang from within: “Wu Qiu, Shi Dong, come in—only the two of you.”
The two maids closest to the door signaled the others to step back, then quickly entered and closed the door behind them. Upon seeing the occupant inside, they couldn’t help but show surprise, whispering with amusement, “Where did Miss get that wolf hat? So adorable!”
Inside the room stood none other than Black Wolf, who had appeared in the secret realm of the Thieves’ House.
Black Wolf cast a glance at the two maids and let out a howl, striking a fierce posture as if to claw at them: “Dare to mock me? Believe it or not, I’ll bite you!”
After some playful teasing, the two maids began removing Black Wolf’s hood, cloak, chainmail, inner armor, skirt armor, and shoulder guards. Although they were quite skilled by now, stripping off the armor still required considerable effort—especially since some pieces were reinforced with mountain copper and refined gold, thin yet heavy. Merely taking them off left the maids sweating.
Once the armor was off, the robust figure of Black Wolf transformed into a tall, slender young woman. She instructed Wu Qiu and Shi Dong to care for the armor, then stepped outside and asked the guards, “Yu Fu, where is the Duke now?”
The guard captain replied, “He is receiving a subordinate in the Changqiu Study.”
“Inform the Duke I have urgent matters to report.”
“Understood.”
Black Wolf soon arrived at the courtyard of Changqiu Study and waited. Before long, a middle-aged official emerged. Black Wolf greeted him, “Duke Yang, thank you for your hard work on state affairs.”
“Not hard work at all. If I did not toil for the state, how could I repay the great Duke’s favor in promoting me?” the official quickly responded. “Please, Miss Yuan, advise the Duke to take care of his health. I see him rise before dawn and rest after dusk for the nation’s matters; I am genuinely worried. The Great Zhou cannot go a single day without the Duke.”
“I understand. Duke Yang is indeed the loyal and steadfast man my father trusts.”
Once inside the Changqiu Study and the guards had closed the door, Black Wolf immediately said to the middle-aged man behind the desk, “Father, Yang Xing’s loyalty is but a mask; he is cunning inside and sly outside. Do not entrust him with major affairs.”
The man facing Black Wolf was none other than Mo Ke, Duke of Jin, Grand Tutor, Grand Marshal, and Chancellor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, commander of all military affairs. Mo Ke smiled: “I know well. Yang Xing and his ilk scheme to seize the secret realms under the control of the Mo family, but we also intend to take their secret realms. I am fully aware. By the way, have you something to report?”
“Yes.”
Black Wolf, Mo Ke’s daughter and a pharmacist by training, continued, “I was summoned into the secret realm of the Thieves’ House and given a theft mission—the target is the Bingzi Pepper Grove under the custody of An Guo Temple.”
“The Thieves’ House?!” Mo Ke stood abruptly and approached Mo Yuan. “Were you in danger?”
“No, just as the rumors say, the Thieves’ House is merely a safe haven for thieves; there are no monsters within the secret realm,” Mo Yuan explained. “Moreover, the Thieves’ House possesses teleportation powers. I can now travel back and forth at will. Father, since it can silently transport me to the Duke’s mansion, it surely can send me anywhere in the world!”
“Once the Thieves’ House is under our control, our Great Zhou forces can descend upon Jiangnan of Liang Kingdom, the Sleepless City of Qi Kingdom—everywhere in the realm will be within our grasp!”
Although her daughter was painting a grand vision, Mo Ke remained composed and asked, “I recall the Thieves’ House only summons experienced thieves. Why were you invited? Come to think of it, last year in Chang’an, the notorious thief ‘Yelang’ appeared. You volunteered to take the Yelang case in your embroidered guards, but the number of aristocratic victims only grew, and many have complained to me.”
Mo Yuan snorted coldly: “Those fat, happy nobles only know how to indulge themselves. Using their money to strengthen the embroidered guards is nothing wrong.”
“Oh, you…” Mo Ke shook his head. “If you accidentally reveal your identity, do you understand what outsiders will say?”
“If they know the great thief of Chang’an is the Duke’s daughter, they will surely place treasures in the most obvious spots.” Mo Yuan was unconcerned. “Father, why do you cozy up to those useless Yuwen and Helan families, while sidelining the distinguished An Cheng Jun and Wei Guo Gong clans?”
Mo Ke’s brow furrowed. “State affairs are not for you to meddle in. Who gave you authority to speak for Uncle Xian Du and the others?”
“No one did. Over the past two years, my embroidered guards have intelligence networks throughout Chang’an, not just to find rich nobles, but to gather real information.” Mo Yuan said, “Father, I’ve held back from telling you, but those you trust are all empty vessels, while capable people are met with hostility. If this continues—”
“Silence!” Mo Ke barked, and Mo Yuan fell silent. After a moment, Mo Ke exhaled and said calmly, “The Yuwen and Helan families are pillars of the Great Zhou, commanding the secret realm’s military power. Without uniting them, the court falls into chaos. When the court is unstable, the provinces are too. Do you know how many spies from Qi and Liang are waiting for us to slip? The greater good is paramount—you must never speak like this again.”
“I understand.”
“Now, continue about the Thieves’ House.” Mo Ke softened his tone, “You have always been careful and deliberate. Since you came to me, you must have a plan.”
“Since the existence of the Thieves’ House is confirmed, we must control it,” Mo Yuan said. “The Thieves’ House has summoned four thieves in total; in five days, it will teleport us to Zhuque Street. Then, Father, you send people to ambush at An Guo Temple and capture the other three thieves, leaving me to complete the theft. That way, I become the sole master of the Thieves’ House.”
“But to prevent the Thieves’ House from recruiting more thieves, you should find three experts to quickly become notorious bandits. No matter what, the Thieves’ House will remain our Great Zhou’s secret realm.”
Mo Ke pondered and surprisingly did not immediately agree.
Mo Yuan found this incredible. She believed the Thieves’ House task falling first on Chang’an was a godsend for Great Zhou. No matter how formidable the other three thieves, with the Left Rear Guard’s twelve legions surrounding them, escape would be impossible. Why hesitate over such an opportunity?
“This is a serious matter. I need to consider.” Mo Ke said, “You may leave for now.”
He paused, then added, “Pretend you truly intend to steal the Bingzi Pepper Grove. Do not reveal anything. If there is danger, better to give up the Thieves’ House than risk it.”
“Father, rest assured. I will never let others discover it.” Mo Yuan said earnestly. “The Thieves’ House will become a new secret realm for Great Zhou!”
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In Sleepless City, at the Lecheng County Duke’s mansion, an empty room suddenly saw a figure wearing a white fox mask. Before she could remove her attire, urgent voices called outside: “County Duke, County Duke, have you returned?”
“What is it?”
“The Emperor has summoned you to the palace, already twice urging you!”
Startled, the white fox quickly removed her mask and armor. When she stepped out, she was a graceful, elegantly dressed female county duke. The carriage was ready, and soon the white fox entered the palace through a side gate. Here, she could only walk; a eunuch with a black face veil silently led her.
Inside the palace, guards stood every five steps, sentinels every ten, wearing demonic masks like tombstones lining the path. Despite the blazing sun, the endless golden and jade halls exuded an oppressive gloom. Not a breeze stirred; the palace was as silent as a tomb. Apart from the white fox and the eunuch, no other living thing seemed present.
Following winding paths and ascending long stairways, the white fox reached the main hall’s door. Four demonic guards scanned her with chilling malevolence that crawled along her spine.
The demonic guards said nothing, but moved as if their bodies were cast in lead and steel, pushing open the vermilion-gold palace doors with their palms. Inside, the windows were shut tight; the hall was pitch black. Despite daylight, only candlelight illuminated the space. A sickly sweet stench assaulted the white fox’s senses, nearly suffocating her. At the hall’s center burned a massive ball of fire, making it hard to see clearly.
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