Yeh Feili listened intently and, after hearing everything, a faint smile appeared on his face, "Alright, even if your analysis is correct, why would I go to the Heaven-Earth Gala to steal the Dragon Ring? Wouldn't it be easier for me to take it from the Datura Manor?"
"That's exactly where your shrewdness lies, because the staff at the Mandara Manor is limited and well-acquainted with each other; it would be easy to trace back to you. But if you act outside, no one would suspect you."
"Alright, even if what you say is right, why would I steal the ring? This item means nothing to me. Long Yutian is a key client of mine, why would I risk a falling-out with him to steal it and then return it to you afterward?"
"This..." Xia Yanxin felt depressed.
"Clang..."
Something was knocked over outside the door, and Yeh Feili quickly chased after it, a figure swiftly disappearing at the end of the corridor.
"What happened?" Xia Yanxin asked.
