F-class thief? Sorry, I can steal anything.

Chapter 183 A Word Sets the Rules, the Spirit of a Grandmaster!

Gun God, Liu Cang.

These four words ignited an explosion of excitement among the crowd.

All the noise came to an abrupt halt.

Wang Fugui's mouth was half open, but the word "Holy crap" was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter a single syllable.

He felt as if he were being gripped by a giant hand.

It could be crushed into a thin sheet of paper at any moment.

This is not just about hierarchical suppression.

This is "momentum".

It is the invisible aura unique to legendary masters, condensed from countless battles amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Chen Yifan's body instinctively tensed to its limit.

He finally understood the true weight of Wang Qingyun's words, "The twelve zodiac animals are the shield of the Dragon Kingdom."

The gaunt old man standing before me is more imposing than a thousand troops.

At this moment, the expressions of those dozens of big shots in front of the basin, who could shake the region with a stomp of their feet, were extremely interesting.

On Zhou Mu's arrogant face, all expressions vanished. The veins on the back of his hand, which was gripping the giant axe, bulged out. His eyes were fixed on Liu Cang, like a prehistoric beast that had encountered its natural enemy.

The outline of "Ghost Shadow" Liu Shen was completely blurred in the shadows, turning into a pool of pure darkness, not daring to let out even a trace of his breath.

Wu Shan, nicknamed "Flame Hammer," stood up and bowed respectfully in Liu Cang's direction, adopting the lowest possible posture.

They knew better than anyone else that in the presence of a Lv.92 Grandmaster, they, these so-called "masters," were no different from toddlers learning to speak.

Quantity has completely lost its meaning here.

Liu Cang ignored everyone.

His murky gaze swept across the entire room, and wherever his eyes fell, whether they were top figures or peripheral cannon fodder, everyone felt as if they had been completely seen through.

His steps finally stopped at the very center of the basin, in front of the entrance to the huge mine.

With his back to all living beings, he stared at the opening that was constantly spewing out purple energy mist, as if admiring a bizarre oil painting.

Time passed by, second by second.

Repressed.

A deathly oppression.

No one dared to speak, no one dared to move; the basin, home to hundreds of thousands of people, was as quiet as a giant graveyard.

Wang Fugui felt his calves trembling violently.

He nudged Chen Yifan with his elbow and forced out a few words in a whisper:

"Fan...Fanzi, who is this old man? He's even scarier than the principal's father..."

"Shhh."

Chen Yifan managed to squeeze out a single word.

He focused his mental energy intensely, using it all to resist the omnipresent aura of a grandmaster.

In the face of such a presence, any unnecessary action may be seen as a provocation.

Finally, just when everyone's patience was about to break, Liu Cang spoke.

His voice was hoarse and not loud, but it clearly penetrated the ears of everyone present.

"An hour later, the disorder at the entrance reached its peak, and the passage opened."

His words were commands, and there was no room for doubt.

Then, he slowly turned around, and for the first time, a sharp, razor-like light flashed in his cloudy eyes.

"This area is now under military control."

"I will only state three rules."

He extended a withered finger.

"First, before the entrance opens, all private duels are prohibited. Violators will be executed."

The second finger.

"Secondly, once you're inside, you're responsible for your own life and death. Whether you fight your way out of control or tear the sky apart inside, it's none of my business."

Finally, the third finger.

"third."

Liu Cang's lips curled into a very faint smile, yet the chilling aura emanating from him sent shivers down everyone's spines.

"The official team doesn't take a single penny from the dungeon loot. However, anyone who dares to block the entrance, plunder, or maliciously clear the area..."

He paused, his gaze lingering on the "Crimson Banner" group for an extra tenth of a second.

"I will personally erase him and his team from this world forever."

The words fell.

A pure killing intent swept across the entire area in an instant!

Pfft!Pfft!

Outside the basin, hundreds of low-level professionals couldn't withstand the killing intent. Their legs went weak, and they collapsed to the ground, their faces as pale as paper.

Even big shots like Zhou Mu and Liu Shen had their faces turn pale and then red.

Liu Cang's words were simple and blunt, yet they struck at everyone's weak spot.

He acknowledged free competition within the copy.

However, he also drew an absolute red line.

Block the entrance! Clear the area!

This is the most efficient way for large guilds to amass wealth, and it's also a nightmare for casual players.

Now, with just one sentence from Liu Cang, this path has been completely blocked.

No one doubted the weight of his words.

Because he is "Gun God" Liu Cang.

After explaining the rules, Liu Cang acted as if nothing had happened, turned his back again, and walked to an inconspicuous large rock to sit cross-legged.

He laid the long, black-cloth-wrapped object across his lap, closed his eyes, and remained lifeless, like a stone sculpture.

But his few words completely changed the atmosphere of the entire basin.

The oppression remained, but the previously chaotic and wild jungle law was forcibly infused with a trace of order.

"Damn...that's too domineering."

Wang Fugui muttered to himself, patting his chest with lingering fear.

"But... I like it! Now we don't have to worry about being blocked by those big guilds."

Chen Yifan remained silent.

Liu Cang's second rule made him wary.

Once inside, you are responsible for your own life and death.

Didn't they say there was a chance of resurrection? Why should we bear the responsibility for our own lives?

Was it a slip of the tongue?

Is the so-called resurrection not absolute, or... does it come at some unknown cost?

Just as he was pondering this, a commotion suddenly arose not far from him.

"Get out of my way! All of you, get the hell out of my way!"

A loud, arrogant voice rang out, and the crowd was roughly pushed aside.

Several young men dressed in identical silver armor, with the flame-shaped character "Li" emblazoned on their chests, swaggered over, surrounding a handsome and arrogant young man.

Their target was the core area where the bigwigs were entrenched.

"The Li family of Longdu!"

"The leader is Li Yang! The protégé of the direct line, the Lv.51 'Flame Arbiter'!"

Suppressed murmurs arose from the surrounding area.

The Li family of Longdu!

Chen Yifan's eyelids twitched suddenly.

Wang Qingyun's words still ring in my ears.

He instinctively pulled Wang Fugui and Lin Xiaoyu back half a step, trying to blend into the crowd and avoid contact.

However, the day did not fulfill everyone's wish.

The young man named Li Yang suddenly stopped in his tracks as he passed by them.

His gaze swept over everyone else and landed squarely on Lin Xiaoyu.

More accurately, it fell on that aloof and ethereal face, yet with a touch of natural naivety.

Li Yang's eyes lit up instantly.

Amazement, possessiveness, and amusement were mixed together.

One of his henchmen immediately understood, stepped forward, and arrogantly pointed his chin at Lin Xiaoyu.

"Young lady, our Brother Yang has taken a liking to you. Come with us into the dungeon, and we'll keep you safe. How about you do us a favor?"

The air around them instantly turned cold as soon as he said that.

Wang Fugui's face immediately darkened.

He took a sudden step forward, his massive body shielding Lin Xiaoyu behind him, his honest face now filled with rage.

"Watch your mouth, you bastard!"

"Oh? A chivalrous protector?" The henchman sneered, looking Wang Fugui up and down with disdain. "A shield warrior who hasn't even reached the second job advancement dares to challenge our Brother Yang? Who do you think you are?"

Li Yang watched with great interest and did not stop them.

In his view, this little incident was nothing more than an appetizer.

Chen Yifan sighed.

Trouble eventually came knocking on its own door.

He stepped out from behind Wang Fugui, a polite yet distant smile on his face, and addressed Li Yang and the others, neither servile nor arrogant:

"Brothers, I'm sorry, my sister is shy. Although we are not very strong, we can protect ourselves, so we won't trouble you any further."

He adopted a very humble attitude and spoke very politely.

In the current environment, taking a step back is the best option.

Li Yang's gaze finally shifted from Lin Xiaoyu to Chen Yifan's face.

He raised an eyebrow, seemingly surprised that this person dared to refuse him on Lin Xiaoyu's behalf.

"And what are you?"

Just then, another follower beside him suddenly leaned close and whispered a few words in his ear.

"Brother Yang, this kid... seems to be the top scorer in the college entrance exam in Jiangcheng a couple of days ago, his name is... Chen Yifan."

"Oh?"

Li Yang's eyes narrowed into dangerous slits in an instant.

He re-examined Chen Yifan, his playful gaze now revealing undisguised malice.

"The top scholar of Jiangcheng? That's the thief who got lucky and stole something in the newbie dungeon?"

He laughed, not loudly, but extremely insulting.

"Interesting. A 'genius' from the countryside dares to refuse me, Li Yang?"

His gaze swept back and forth between the three of them, finally settling on Chen Yifan's face.

"Kid, I'll give you a chance to rephrase your words."

"Otherwise, once we're in the dungeon, I'll show you three what it means to be completely helpless and unable to get help."

Threat.

A naked threat.

The surrounding professionals cast gloating glances at him.

In their view, this top scholar from Jiangcheng has met his match.

Wang Fugui's breathing had become heavy and labored, his chest heaving violently, clearly on the verge of exploding.

Chen Yifan's smile remained unchanged.

He simply looked calmly at Li Yang and slowly uttered a sentence that stunned everyone, including Li Yang.

"We don't seem to know each other, do we?"

"Sir, are you... mistaken for someone else?"