Chapter 93

"Where’s the bead?" Daoxing’s senior sister was also taken aback, wondering what had just happened and why the bead had suddenly disappeared.

This was too bizarre. Could Daoxing have done it? But Daoxing’s right arm was already paralyzed, and the left arm couldn’t possibly move that fast.

Daoxing’s senior brother, who was the one involved, was also completely stunned. He couldn’t believe his eyes; the bead had really vanished in front of him. No one knew better than he did what had just happened.

The bead didn’t fall after he threw it up; he hadn’t used much force, and it had only risen about thirty centimeters.

"Could it have fallen on the ground?" Daoxing’s senior sister asked.

"Let’s look for it," Daoxing’s senior brother frowned, though the possibility was almost zero, but they had no choice but to do this.

The two of them searched for a long time but found nothing. Finally, they looked at Daoxing with confusion: "Little junior sister, did you play a trick?"

"Are you crazy? The thing was lost in your hands, and you’re accusing me of playing a trick. I warn you, this is a treasure left by our grandmaster. If it’s lost, you two are dead meat," Daoxing glared at the two of them angrily.

"Little junior sister, you can’t say that. You were also involved just now. At most, we lost it while the three of us were fighting over it. If the master blames us, you won’t escape either," Daoxing’s senior brother said with a dark expression.

"What does it have to do with me? You two already won," Daoxing glared at them angrily.

"Little junior sister, you say we won, but where’s the evidence?" Daoxing’s senior sister smiled slightly. "We lost today, but we’ll come back next month. If you lose the thing, and the master blames us, even if we plead for you, it won’t help."

"You’re too despicable. You clearly took it and now you’re denying it," Daoxing knew their intention, wanting to make her the scapegoat.

"Despicable? I don’t think so." Daoxing’s senior brother glanced at Daoxing disdainfully, and the two of them were about to leave.

Just then, Xiaotian suddenly turned around and bumped right into Daoxing’s senior brother, spilling the wine glass in her hand all over Daoxing’s senior brother.

"Oops, sorry, sorry, let me clean you up," Xiaotian wiped Daoxing’s senior brother’s chest with her hand.

"What are you doing? Get away," Daoxing’s senior brother pushed Xiaotian away.

"You’re right, get away, you should get away," Xiaotian turned back to her seat. Daoxing’s senior brother, just about to step down the stairs, suddenly found his legs unresponsive, and his entire body rolled down the stairs.

"Senior brother!" Daoxing’s senior sister rushed to her senior brother.

Daoxing looked at her senior brother rolling down the stairs with confusion, then noticed Xiaotian’s smug smile. She guessed it must have something to do with Xiaotian.

"So this is what it means to roll. The posture is really beautiful, rolling so gracefully," Xiaotian smiled at Daoxing’s senior brother.

"You. It must be your doing," Daoxing’s senior sister glared at Xiaotian angrily. Only Xiaotian had touched Daoxing’s senior brother just now.

"What’s wrong with me?" Xiaotian said with an innocent look.

"Junior sister, let’s go," Daoxing’s senior brother glared at Xiaotian fiercely. He was sure Xiaotian was behind it, and he would definitely get back at her.

Sister Hong had seen everything. Daoxing and the others couldn’t see Xiaotian from their angle, but Sister Hong could.

From the beginning when Xiaotian grabbed the bead to later deliberately bumping into Daoxing’s senior brother, it was all intentional. As for how Xiaotian made Daoxing’s senior brother fall, Sister Hong wasn’t sure.

She guessed it might be some kind of anesthetic.

"Serves him right." Daoxing felt much better seeing her senior brother and senior sister leave in a sorry state.

"I didn’t realize your senior brother had so many things on him." Xiaotian lifted her right hand and threw dozens of items on the bar, including eight wallets and twelve phones.

"How did you do that?" The beautiful thief Daoxing looked at Xiaotian in amazement.

They were professionals, and she knew her senior brother’s skills best. But Xiaotian had managed to steal his things. Could Xiaotian be one of them? Thinking of this, the beautiful thief Daoxing looked at Xiaotian in disbelief.

"Secret." Xiaotian said mysteriously.

"Whatever, don’t tell me then." Daoxing pouted, but she soon realized something else and quickly asked Xiaotian, "Was the bead stolen by you just now?"

"No, the bead was always in your pocket, wasn’t it? You put it there yourself," Xiaotian said seriously.

"I didn’t put it in my pocket at all; I was holding it between my fingers, but then my senior brother took it," Daoxing explained, thinking Xiaotian hadn’t noticed her technique.

Sister Hong smiled slightly, "Xiaoxing, check your pocket."

Hearing Sister Hong, Daoxing felt in her pocket in confusion, "Hmm, it’s really here."

Holding the red bead in her hand, Daoxing was incredibly excited. She had kept the bead again, and if she could keep it for a year, she could return to learn her master’s strongest skill.

"No, the bead was clearly in my senior brother’s hand just now. How could it end up in my pocket?" Daoxing suddenly realized this and turned to look at Xiaotian, "I know, it must be your doing, right?"

"What do you mean it’s my doing? I don’t know," Xiaotian casually flipped through the pile of items.

"Ah!" Xiaotian suddenly saw a photo. There was no one in the photo, just a small bamboo scroll. If a normal person saw this photo, they would probably throw it away, but Xiaotian clenched her fist.

The item in the photo was the Heaven-Connecting Scroll, identical to hers.

The Heaven-Connecting Scroll had appeared. If she was right, the thing the Japanese person mentioned a few days ago might be related to the Heaven-Connecting Scroll.

To find out her father’s true past, she had to get the Heaven-Connecting Scroll.

"What’s wrong with you?" Sister Hong saw Xiaotian staring at the photo in her hand.

"Ah, nothing." Xiaotian recovered, "Sister Hong, you deal with these things. I have something to do, so I’ll leave first."

"Right, it must be him. He’s so capable. If he’s willing to help me, I can definitely keep this bead," the beautiful thief Daoxing muttered to herself. By the time she looked up, Xiaotian was already gone.