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

Chapter 258 Departure! Destination: Kyoto Martial Arts University!

The start of the school year is scheduled for early September.

The Jiangcheng High-Speed ​​Railway Station was bustling with people, all of whom were families sending their children to school in other cities.

Chen Xue gripped Chen Yifan's sleeve tightly, her eyes red-rimmed, clearly having just cried.

"Brother, you absolutely must call me when you get to Kyoto. At least once a day! No, once in the morning and once at night!"

Chen Yifan felt a wave of tenderness in his heart when he saw his younger sister being so clingy.

Compared to the unfamiliar Kyoto, he trusted Jiangcheng more.

With Mu Wanqing here, both her younger sister and mother are much better off than if they went to the capital with him.

Finally, he reached out and pinched her cheek, and smiled:

"Alright, you're such a grown woman now, why are you still following me around like a little shadow?"

"I'm going to school, not to the battlefield."

"Just stay home and be good. If anything happens, just go to the Black Gold Chamber of Commerce and find Sister Mu. I've left all the money to Mom. Buy whatever you want, don't be stingy."

Wang Shufen stood to the side, carrying two huge packages in her hands.

It was stuffed with dried meat and pickled vegetables that she had made herself.

I also have a few sets of autumn clothes that I just bought.

Her eyes were a little moist, but she held back her tears, only repeating:

"Yifan, being away from home is not like being at home. Kyoto is a big city with many high-ranking officials and nobles. Try to control your temper and avoid conflicts with others."

"Be patient when things go wrong; safety is the most important thing. And Fugui and Xiaoyu, the three of you need to look after each other..."

"Godmother, you can rest assured!"

Wang Fugui patted his chest, which was harder than an iron plate, making a loud thud.

"With my body blocking our way, no one can lay a finger on us! We're going to university, something to bring honor to our ancestors. Just wait for us to bring back the honors and hang them on your wall!"

Lin Xiaoyu nodded obediently, took Wang Shufen's hand, and whispered:

"Don't worry, Auntie, I will take good care of their daily needs and won't let them cause any trouble."

Chen Yifan rolled his eyes helplessly, took the package from Wang Shufen's hand, and stuffed it all into his beginner's backpack.

"Mom, I have a beginner's backpack, but you insisted on packing it in a burlap sack, making us look like we're fleeing a famine. Okay, we're about to check tickets, you can go back now. We'll be back during winter break."

After a reluctant farewell, Chen Yifan and his two companions finally squeezed through the ticket gate.

Once on the psionic high-speed rail, they found their three adjacent seats.

This ticket was arranged by Mu Wanqing through connections; it was a first-class seat, spacious and comfortable, and included complimentary psionic drinks.

Wang Fugui plopped down in his seat and let out a long, comfortable sigh:

"Wow, this first-class seat is really something else, so soft and cozy!"

"Fanzi, do you think we'll get looked down upon by the young masters and ladies of those powerful families as soon as we arrive in Kyoto? And then we'll have to play dumb and slap them in the face?"

Chen Yifan leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes to rest, and didn't even lift his eyelids:

"You've been reading too many novels, haven't you?"

"People from big families aren't idiots, why would they come here to look down on a fat guy like you?"

"Our primary task this time is to keep a low profile, find out the situation in Kyoto, and also investigate the background of that old dog Li Yuantu. We should avoid trouble unless absolutely necessary and focus on making a fortune quietly."

He had a very clear plan in mind.

Kyoto is a place of great depth and hidden talents, far surpassing places like Jiangcheng.

Although his current strength is not bad, he still has a long way to go before becoming a true top expert.

Moreover, Li Yuantu is watching from the shadows, and there's also the elusive yet deadly crisis of the "Outer God."

If you're too high-profile, you'll easily become a target.

but……

If anyone tries to kick him while he's down, he's happy to teach them a lesson.

Lin Xiaoyu sat by the window, watching the scenery rushing past outside, her eyes filled with a mixture of anticipation and trepidation.

"Brother Yifan, I've heard that the competition at Kyoto Martial Arts University is extremely fierce, filled with geniuses from all over the country. If we don't demonstrate some strength, will we be unable to obtain good cultivation resources?"

Chen Yifan opened his eyes, looked at Lin Xiaoyu, and grinned:

"Resources are something you have to fight for, not something someone gives you. How much money can the school give out? If we want good stuff, we have hands and feet, we can just go get it from the dungeons ourselves. Besides, with our current strength, if it really comes down to a fight, who's afraid of who?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Fugui's eyes lit up, and he slyly leaned closer:

"Right, right, right! Fanzi is right! Anyone who dares to steal our monster, I'll teach them a lesson! But Fanzi, that bastard Li Yuantu hasn't made a move in two months. Do you think he's scared of Boss Mu and chickened out?"

"Coward?"

Chen Yifan sneered, his eyes instantly turning cold.

"How could someone like him possibly back down? The quieter he is, the more it means he's brewing something big. He didn't dare touch us in Jiangcheng because that was Mu Wanqing's territory. But now that we've gone to Kyoto, this is his home turf."

Chen Yifan understood perfectly.

As the heir to the Kyoto branch of the Black Gold Merchant Guild, Li Yuantu must wield considerable influence.

This time when they go to Kyoto, they might find that as soon as they get off the train, someone has already dug a pit for them to jump into.

However, Chen Yifan was not flustered.

He was already used to the feeling of walking a tightrope.

As long as you have a trump card in your hand, there's nothing to be afraid of.

He now possesses a full set of S-level skills and talents, including the overpowered talent [Stealing All Things]. If pushed too far, he might as well tear a hole in the sky above Kyoto.

"So what do we do? We can't just get a sack over our heads as soon as we get off the bus, can we?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Fugui immediately shrank his neck nervously.

"We'll meet force with force, and we'll deal with water with earth. But don't forget, we still have his 'identity key'."

Chen Yifan stroked his chin, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

Just then, the sliding door of the carriage suddenly opened, and several people wearing uniform black uniforms and special badges on their chests walked in.

Their sharp eyes swept around the carriage, finally settling on Chen Yifan and his two companions.

The leader was a man with a scarred face. He walked straight up to Chen Yifan, looked down at him, and spoke in a cold voice:

"You're Chen Yifan?"

Chen Yifan didn't get up, but lazily lifted his eyelids to glance at him, his brain working at a rapid pace.

These people were composed and their strength was all above level 40, second-tier professionals, and the badge on their uniforms was a black eagle with outstretched wings.

It wasn't the police, nor the military.

"Yes, that's me. What's up?"

Chen Yifan spoke in a flat tone, as if he were asking a street vendor selling pancakes if they wanted sausage.

Scarface snorted coldly:

"Someone wants to see you. Come with us."

Wang Fugui stood up abruptly, his massive body blocking Chen Yifan's path like a wall, glaring angrily at the scarred man:

"Who do you think you are? You think you can just make my brother go with you? Believe me or not, I'll twist your head off and use it as a football!"

Scarface's eyes turned cold, and his hand instantly reached for the weapon at his waist.

The people behind him also stepped forward at the same time, forming a subtle encirclement.

Seeing this, the other passengers in the carriage were so frightened that they huddled in their seats and dared not make a sound, for fear of getting into trouble.

Chen Yifan patted Wang Fugui on the shoulder, gesturing for him to sit down.

Then he stood up, looked directly at the scarred man, his face showing no fear, but rather a hint of amusement.

"Want to see me? Sure. Let him buy his own ticket and get on the bus. This is a society governed by law. What are you doing? Kidnapping? Or illegal detention?"

Scarface clearly hadn't expected Chen Yifan to be so sharp-tongued at this moment, and his face immediately darkened.

"Kid, don't push your luck! This is the train to Kyoto, not your backwater Jiangcheng! If you offend us, you won't even be able to leave the high-speed rail station!"

Chen Yifan was amused.

He had read these kinds of brainless villain lines a million times in novels from his previous life, but he never expected to actually experience them in person today.

He slowly took out his communicator, turned on the recording function, and pointed it at the scarred man:

"Come on, repeat what you just said. I'm doing a live stream, and I've already thought of a title: 'Shocking! Several burly men in black openly threaten innocent college students on a psionic high-speed train—is it moral decay or a distortion of humanity?' If this video is posted online, do you think your organization will be investigated tomorrow?"

Scarface's expression changed, and he instinctively reached out to snatch Chen Yifan's communicator:

"You're asking for it!"

Just as his hand was about to touch the communicator, Chen Yifan moved.

too fast.

Even Wang Fugui and Lin Xiaoyu, who were standing to the side, didn't see how he made his move.

With a crisp "crack," Chen Yifan gripped the outstretched wrist of the scarred man tightly, bending it into an odd angle.

"ah--!!!"

A pig-like scream instantly echoed throughout the entire first-class carriage.

Chen Yifan kicked the scarred man in the knee, forcing him to kneel on one knee, his eyes icy cold:

"I have a bad temper, and I hate it when people point fingers at me. Now, go back and tell the person who sent you. If you want to play games, I, Chen Yifan, am happy to oblige. But if you try to disgust me with these low-class tactics again..."

He leaned slightly closer to the scarred man's ear and said in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"I'll show him what it truly means to die a gruesome death."

After saying that, Chen Yifan threw the scarred man away like he was throwing away trash.

The men who came with Scarface looked at each other in dismay when they saw their leader crippled in a single move, and none of them dared to make a move.

The power and speed that this seemingly newly promoted professional just unleashed were absolutely beyond their ability to withstand.

"Aren't you going to get lost? Are you waiting for me to treat you to boxed lunches?"

Chen Yifan gave them a cold glance.

Several people quickly helped up the scarred man, who was sweating profusely from the pain, and they fled the first-class carriage in a disheveled state.

Wang Fugui swallowed hard and gave a thumbs up:

"Fanzi, awesome! But who sent these people? Li Yuantu?"

"Who else could it be but him?"

Chen Yifan sat back down and rubbed his wrist.

Although that move had intimidated the other party, it also made him realize that Li Yuantu's reach was indeed very long.

He can even send people onto the psionic high-speed rail, a mode of transportation that is strictly controlled by the state, at will.

"It seems our university life is destined to be anything but peaceful."

Lin Xiaoyu sighed softly, her eyes filled with determination despite her worries.

You must never become a burden to the team.

Chen Yifan looked at the scenery rushing past the window and sneered inwardly.

Li Yuantu, since you're in such a hurry to die, let's settle this score properly when we get to the capital!