He casually raised his glass, downed it in one go, turned around, placed the glass on the floor, flexed his wrists and ankles, then suddenly sprinted toward a wall, kicking off it to leap into the air, grabbing onto the chandelier frame. The momentum swung the chandelier inward, and he vaulted over the infrared zone, landing lightly in front of Gu Jiayin. His feet hit the ground, steady. Gu Yachen looked down at Gu Jiayin, waiting for her praise, but she just pouted, sneering, "I thought you were something special, being able to pass through like me." Gu Yachen chuckled, "The infrared was too dense. I don’t have such a flexible body like you." Gu Jiayin’s pretty face showed signs of dissatisfaction, "If you knew you couldn’t pass through, then don’t show off. Grabbing the chandelier like that, what if the cord breaks and you trigger the alarm?" Gu Jiayin felt he might be showing off deliberately in front of her, childish. Seeing her pouty little face, Gu Yachen laughed more gleefully, "Alright, don’t be mad, I had it under control." Gu Jiayin turned her face sideways, ignoring him. Gu Yachen laughed, grabbed her hand, and led her to the safe, "Hurry up and open it, stop sulking. The guards could come by any minute." Gu Jiayin pouted but didn’t argue with him anymore, crouching together to study how to crack the safe’s code. The safe was also equipped with an alarm; entering the wrong code would trigger it. In this aspect, however, Gu Yachen was an expert. He studied the dial for a moment, turning left several times, then right, cracking it within ten minutes. When the safe door popped open, neither rushed to check the treasure but exchanged a smile. Gu Jiayin finally, no longer stingy with her praise, her rosy lips curving into a fascinating smile, "You’re truly a talent." Indeed, a talent, adept with surveillance systems, unlocking all kinds of locks, no wonder he’s a world-class thief. Gu Jiayin really wanted to ask where he learned all this, but she understood the rules, you must never ask one’s origin in the underworld. When he saved her on the Eagle Emperor Cruise, even if it might cost him his life the next second, he wouldn’t reveal his identity. In the underworld, one meets in the underworld. Gu Yachen smiled lightly, "You’re not bad either." He genuinely thought so. He never thought his precious sister, who once never did any rough work, pampered in the shelter of him and Pei Nianchen, could now stand by his side, her skills remarkable enough to earn his praise. Seven years time; she had grown from a princess to a queen. They smiled at each other again as Gu Jiayin reached out to pull the safe door open. During the brief moment the door opened, their eyes instinctively focused, too tense, sharing a common wish, hoping the treasure inside was indeed the long-sought Blood Tears Jade. He needed the Blood Tears Jade to obtain the Gu Family antidote, freeing himself from poison control and gaining his freedom. She needed the Blood Tears Jade to reclaim her mother’s and her freedom, and to help Mo Qiyan get well. The Blood Tears Jade meant so much to both of them. Their eyes tightly fixed on the small space gradually revealing itself. Follow current novels on n0velfire.net However, the treasure inside was not the Blood Tears Jade. The handsome and the pretty face both showed disappointment, but the treasure lying quietly inside moved them both to tears in an instant. Though not the Blood Tears Jade, it was something very important to them. It was a Blood Jade, a family heirloom passed down from their grandfather, who had countless times told them of its story when they were young. Their grandfather’s ancestor was a Great General, who fought bravely and received the Emperor’s grace, eventually dying heroically in battle; the Emperor, moved by his loyalty to the country, gifted the Blood Jade to his family, a symbol of honor to be respected for generations. This jade was not only exceedingly valuable but also a symbol of glory. It had been passed down for over two thousand years. Their grandfather once said the Blood Jade was to be passed to Gu Yachen, but after Qin Zhennan angered him to death, he selfishly took the treasure for himself, despite their mother’s numerous attempts to reclaim it being unsuccessful. Gu Jiayin restrained the tears pooling in her eyes, trembling as she held the Blood Jade in her palm, "I’m taking a liking to this treasure." She wanted to keep it, not because of its priceless value, but due to its significant meaning—it was what her grandfather intended for her brother, and now, in their absence, she would guard it for them. Gu Yachen, though moved, remained composed without shedding tears like Gu Jiayin, "Alright, I won’t fight you for it." The space fell into a brief silence. Gu Jiayin lowered her gaze, touching the Blood Jade delicately, memories rushing in as her loved ones’ faces appeared, like countless fragments of stars sailing past. Gu Yachen quietly watched her, wanting so much to hold her, knowing she was thinking about him. Time passed, approximately two minutes. A "plop" sound echoed. A crystal ball used for decoration on the chandelier dropped, hitting the pristine marble floor. The sound was so pleasant to hear. But what followed was the shrill alarm. The crystal ball was detected by the infrared scanner. Gu Jiayin quickly wiped away her tears, standing up; Gu Yachen stood up in a flash as well, hearing the chaotic footsteps. Without even looking, it was clear that numerous security guards were heading their way. Gu Yachen’s brows knitted, looking at Gu Jiayin, filled with guilt, "I’m sorry." If not for his desire to show off and amuse her, the crystal ball wouldn’t have fallen. Yet Gu Jiayin showed no intention of blaming him; her tear-streaked eyes grew even brighter, her beautiful face blossomed with a smile, her voice hoarse from emotion, "It’s been a while since I’ve had a good fight, my hands are itching." Gu Yachen watched as she stuffed the Blood Jade into her pocket, seized her hand, and they dashed through the infrared scanner area, out the door. At this moment, the guards hadn’t yet arrived. His intention was to lead her toward one side of the corridor for escape, but she pulled him toward the door of the partitioned room, expertly firing two shots at the lock, then kicking the door open. Under his watchful eyes, she rushed inside, charging through the infrared scanner, setting off incessant alarms. Immediately, she fired two more shots, opened the safe, and retrieved the billion-dollar ancient painting, swiftly taking off her coat to wrap and secure the scroll, slinging it onto her back. She rushed back to him, smiling radiantly, "Told you I’d repay you with a painting." Gu Yachen suddenly laughed, grabbed her hand, and they sprinted toward the corridor. By this time, a large number of black-uniformed guards had burst into the corridor, pistols aimed at the two’s retreating figures, repeatedly pulling the trigger. The vault building, once deemed impregnable, instantly plunged into chaotic combat, alarms blaring, gunfire deafening.