It's clearly a crossover game, but the system insists it's a pirate game.

"Old Bian, look at the sky, when is this rain going to stop?"

Zhou Ye didn't explain, nor did he rush to attack Bian Bufu. Instead, he suddenly changed the subject and talked about the weather.

Bian Bufeng didn't quite understand at first. He glanced at the sky and then subconsciously replied, "Judging from this sky, it's probably going to rain all night."

Zhou Ye nodded: "Indeed, the rain is heavy today. We'll probably have to spend the night in this dilapidated temple. But Lao Bian, this temple... without a door, the cold wind keeps blowing in. If we stay in the temple for one night, won't we get arthritis?"

"What is…?" Bian Bufu's eyes were a little confused: "Arthritis?"

"It's just chronic arthritis."

Bian Bufu's lips twitched, and just as he was about to say something more, Zhou Ye pointed at the temple gate: "Look, you're the one who broke that gate, so shouldn't you be the one to fix it?"

He wanted to refuse, but when Bian Bufeng saw Zhou Ye's eyes, he couldn't bring himself to say the words.

Bian Bufu was a bully who preyed on the weak and feared the strong. So after he understood what Zhou Ye wanted him to do, he obediently went to fix the door. When he came back after fixing the door, his underwear was soaked.

Fortunately, he had internal energy, which allowed him to dry his clothes.

"Old Bian, I remember the Yin Gui Sect isn't short of money. Why are you here robbing a caravan... are you perhaps doing something shady?"

Bian Bufu's old face fell, but he could only accept his bad luck. He first glanced at the people from Tianhu Escort Agency before speaking, "Young master, it's like this. I heard rumors in the martial arts world that Tianhu Escort Agency has taken on a shipment of valuable goods, but that's just on the surface. What they're really escorting is a secret manual, and this manual is none other than the 'Purple Blood Great Manual' from our Demonic Sect."

Zhou Ye suddenly realized, then looked at the members of the Tianhu Escort Agency and said, "Gentlemen, this matter is indeed quite significant. I'd like to ask, besides the valuable goods, is there any copy of the 'Purple Blood Great Art' in this shipment?"

"No!"

Lu Lin stood up, frowning, and said, "The goods we received were indeed treasures, but they were all gifts from the Money Gang to the Tang Clan. We checked them one by one before sealing them, and there were no secret manuals among them."

Zhou Ye shook his head and chuckled: "Brother, it's useless for you to say that. Some people are just stubborn. It's useless unless you see it with your own eyes. Why don't you open all these coffins and let Lao Bian take a look for himself? If you don't see anything, with Lao Bian's name on your name, you won't need to attract any more attention, right?"

"No way!" Lü Lin's brows furrowed. "It's the escort agency's rule that once the chest is sealed, it won't be opened until the goods are delivered!"

So young and so stubborn!

Zhou Ye tried to reason with him, saying, "Can you beat him? You probably can't, right? If that old man makes a move and kills you all, then he can open this box however he wants. In the end, you'll lose the goods and your lives too. Is that worth it? So, you should learn to be flexible."

"No!"

Honestly, if Zhou Ye hadn't stopped him, given Bian Bufu's temper, he would have already made a move. The people of the Holy Gate have never had the habit of reasoning!

However, Bian Bufu's heart was at ease now. This young brat was so disrespectful to his son-in-law; if he did, it wouldn't be him who would suffer.

"Hehe, good, you have principles and backbone."

After Zhou Ye finished praising, he fell silent. Bian Bufeng was still waiting to see a good show, but found that there was no movement.

This son-in-law... could it be that he's chickened out?

"How about... I do it?" Bian Bufu cautiously transmitted his voice to Zhou Ye.

"No need, someone else is coming. This time we can sit on the sidelines and watch the show."

Bian Bufu slapped his forehead. Indeed, his source of information was not unique. It was only because he was quick on his feet and lived nearby that he was the first to arrive.

What about the others?

Even if they weren't after the martial arts manual, there were quite a few people who came for the valuable items. However, Bian Bufeng didn't quite understand why his son-in-law wouldn't let him do it. These few small fish and shrimps could be dealt with in less than half an incense stick's time, one palm strike each.

"Uncle Bian, have you thought about what you'll do after you rob this shipment?"

Jiang Xiaoyu suddenly spoke up: "I don't mean anything by it, I'm just curious. With it raining so hard outside, how are you going to rob this shipment and then transport it away without anyone noticing? I've been thinking about it for a long time, but I haven't come up with a good idea."

Bian Bufeng's face stiffened... After a while, he finally spoke: "No, if I were to rob this shipment, I would wait until the rain stops before transporting it away."

Jiang Xiaoyu raised an eyebrow: "What if someone else comes after you've robbed them?"

Bian smiled confidently: "Of course, we'll meet force with force and water with water."

Jiang Xiaoyu fell silent immediately. In his heart, his opinion of Bian Bufu had plummeted. How did someone like this manage to survive in the Demonic Sect? And yet, he had risen to the position of elder. No wonder Wan Niang had to semi-retire from the Yin Gui Sect. If everyone was like this, it would be exhausting.

Acting entirely on whims without any planning—what else is that but stupidity?

Bian Bufeng had no idea that he was being looked down upon. He thought that his domineering presence had intimidated Jiang Xiaoyu. Seeing that Jiang Xiaoyu was silent, he stopped talking and kept his eyes fixed on the temple gate. He wanted to see who this expert was who had come with him.

It was the same method of transmitting sound over long distances, but this time it didn't start with a strange laugh; instead, it was a long sigh: "Alas!!!"

The two Jiang brothers' lips twitched, and then they looked at their father with curiosity in their eyes: Could it be an acquaintance who came this time?

Zhou Ye gently shook his head and then closed his eyes.

This time, the newcomers didn't kick down the door; instead, they leaped in using their light-footed skills. As they removed their bamboo hats, Bian Bufeng immediately recognized the two: "Li Dazui, the 'Headless Li,' and Du Sha, the 'Blood Hand Du,' heh heh, the Tianhu Escort Agency is doomed!"

The people from Tianhu Escort Agency recognized who the two were, and their faces instantly turned pale. Many people turned their gazes to Zhou Ye, hoping that he would stand up again, but a few people looked ashen. They finally understood that Zhou Ye had not backed down before, but that seemingly complimentary remark was actually meant to shut them up at this moment.

Jiang Xiaoyu and Jiang Wuque found it quite interesting. They were now curious to know how these two new ugly ducklings would operate after robbing the caravan.

It would be so disappointing if they stayed in this dilapidated temple too…

After Li Dazui entered, his gaze was fixed on the people of Tianhu Escort Agency, while Du Sha entered and his gaze fell on Bian Bufeng. He also recognized Bian Bufeng, but Du Sha couldn't understand why Bian Bufeng had arrived before them and why the people of Tianhu Escort Agency were still alive.

As for Zhou Ye and his two sons, Du Sha treated them as newcomers to the Demonic Sect and didn't take them seriously at all.