Ning Zhuo's plain and repressed life started to become more colorful.
As the thefts increased, Sun Lingtong was very satisfied with Ning Zhuo's progress, "Little Zhuo, you learn everything so quickly, you truly have talent."
"Why don't you join me in the Bukong Sect, then?"
Ning Zhuo showed a troubled expression, "Although the Bukong Sect is your sect, Brother Sun, its reputation isn't very good."
"I just want to steal from the rich, give to the poor, punish the wicked, and promote good, I don't want to truly become a thief."
"Ah, this...Brother Sun, I wasn't talking about you. You are different from the others, really!"
"Alright, alright." Sun Lingtong waved his hand repeatedly, "I was just saying that, if you don't agree, that's fine."
"You said you want to steal from the rich and give to the poor, then let's play something more exciting. Hehe!"
Ning Zhuo was curious, "What's more exciting?"
"Robbery!" Sun Lingtong's eyes sparkled.
In the alley.
