I'm Already the Richest Man, Why Did My System Just Arrive?

Chapter 191: Chapter 138: Archery, Kui Lang, Hunting Ground

"Oh? So you’re not afraid of me finding out the secret of your Miracle Technique now?"

Zheng Xiu looked at Chu Susu with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile.

Chu Susu gave a bitter laugh. "If this small sacrifice can convince Brother Zheng to trust me—to believe that the Incompleteness Tower means no harm to you or Mystic Feng Bei—then it’s a price I’m willing to pay. I’ve told you before that the Broken Hand Stealing Skill is divided into ’Open Stealing’ and ’Stealing in the Dark.’ But that’s a crude skill, only capable of stealing tangible objects. It’s naturally not worth your notice, Brother Zheng. My true Stealing Skill, in fact, is divided into ’Quick Stealing’ and ’Slow Stealing.’"

"Interesting."

Although Zheng Xiu knew this was no time for idle chatter, the fact that Chu Susu was so openly revealing the secrets of her Miracle Technique compelled him to listen. It was simply too interesting.

"After Ding Susu died, in order to take her place, I stayed alone in a room with her corpse. I gazed at her face, caressed her skin, stroked her hair, and took in her scent. For three full days and nights, I never left her side. Only then did I succeed in stealing. This is ’Slow Stealing.’"

Zheng Xiu frowned upon hearing this. "Three days and three nights is too long. What about the other one, Quick Stealing?"

Chu Susu smiled. "Quick Stealing is a shortcut, an Evil Technique. I’ve never wanted to use it, but my hand is forced. I apologize in advance for the offense. I need to borrow one thing from you, Brother Zheng."

"What is it?"

"Brother Zheng, please close your eyes. Trust me, I would never do anything to harm you."

Zheng Xiu hesitated for a moment before closing his eyes.

Chu Susu surged forward, her lips pressing tightly against his.

Zheng Xiu was no novice. He felt it the instant she pressed against him, but he went along with it anyway.

Chu Susu’s lips created a terrifying suction, and she suddenly bit down hard on the tongue she had drawn into her mouth.

Nearby, Ruchen was dumbfounded.

’So there really *is* something between them!’

The Monk finally had his confirmation. ’A handsome, mighty pine tree planted in a flowerpot,’ he thought. ’What a pity.’

It was unclear whether the Monk felt pity for the pine tree or the flowerpot.

Having taken a bite of the Mighty Man, Chu Susu was puzzled as to why she didn’t taste blood. In the next instant, a strange, searing heat washed over her, and the pores all over her body flew open, releasing a faint black mist.

「At the same time.」

’So they’ve hidden themselves?’

A man with dark skin, thick eyebrows, and large eyes, carrying a Fine Steel Longbow on his back, was perched motionlessly in a tree like a leopard, his breathing long and steady.

On such a cold winter’s night, the dark-skinned man wore only a sleeveless Beast Skin Shirt on his upper body, his two brawny arms exposed. With every long breath, visible steam rose from his body. His dark skin was scorching hot, glowing with a faint red light beneath the black, like a branding iron.

Kui Lang’s vitality was so immense that he was completely unafraid of the bitter cold.

’Still, prey like this is worthy of dying by the Archery of the Xie Clan.’

"Wolf Eye."

The man bent two fingers and pressed them to his eye sockets. A thousand paces away, he could now clearly see two figures within his "vision."

’Two of them?’

Kui Lang was momentarily stunned. Looking more closely, he realized that only two men were hiding now. The woman who had been dragging them down was gone.

’Dead? Or did she escape?’

Kui Lang’s brow furrowed, but it smoothed out a moment later.

From the very beginning, his only prey was the Mighty Man.

Whether the others were dead or had fled was of no concern to him.

An excellent hunter only focuses on his true prey, from start to finish.

’Whether she’s dead or she escaped, I’ve already fired eleven arrows.’

Kui Lang gave a cold smirk as he drew his bow, nocking the last arrow from his back onto the string.

After taking the last arrow, the quiver on his back was completely empty.

He only had twelve arrows.

The arrow now nocked on his bowstring was his very last one!

WHOOSH!

With a thrum of the bowstring, an invisible ripple spread out from him in all directions.

"This place... will now be the lone wolf’s hunting ground!"