In order not to disappoint Leng Bing, he replied: "Yes, you are right. The movement technique used when escaping was the unique skill of the God of Thieves - oiling the soles of the feet. Mr. Leng, do you know my master?
That’s why you can recognize that I am the descendant of the Thief Sect.”
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Leng Bing suddenly knelt on the ground and said to him respectfully: "The descendant of the elder of the Thief Sect, Leng Tieyong, Leng Bing pays homage to the master."
Fang Ming didn't expect that things would develop like this. He stared at Leng Bing who was kneeling on the ground in stunned silence. He didn't know what he was doing and forgot to answer for a while.
Leng Bing saw Fang Ming looking at him with his mouth wide open. It was obvious that he was very shocked. He also knew that this was really difficult for him to accept for a while. However, Fang Ming did not speak. He did not dare to stand up and continued to say respectfully:
"My subordinates were so excited that the sect master was frightened."[
Fang Ming only recovered from the huge shock at this time. Looking at Leng Bing who was still kneeling on the ground, he asked in surprise: "Mr. Leng, what's going on? Why did you call me the master of the sect? Are you also a sect master?"
The successor? But why haven’t I heard Master mention you?”
"Yes, Master, I am indeed a descendant of the Divine Thief Sect, but I don't know your master. I am a descendant of Leng Tieyong, one of the four elders of the Divine Thief Sect."
Seeing Leng Bing still kneeling on the ground, Fang Ming hurriedly said: "Mr. Leng, get up quickly. I don't dare to accept such a courtesy from you. I think you have recognized the wrong person. Although I am the master of the Divine Thief Sect, I am not the master of the Divine Thief Sect."
There are no four elders, and there is no such person as Leng Tieyong."
Leng Bing was stunned when he heard this. Why didn't he know the history of the Divine Thief Sect? Did he really admit the wrong person? But his movement skills were unmistakable, and he was indeed the master of the Divine Thief Sect. Could it be that there was another Divine Thief?
Door?
But it's impossible for him to have the same escape technique. Maybe there was something wrong in the middle, which caused him to not know the history of the Thief Sect at all.
Leng Bing was still kneeling and said respectfully: "That's right. The oil on your soles and your stealing skills have already told me that you must be the master thief we have been looking for for many years. And your appearance must be
They were also disguised, am I right? Another unique skill of the Master of Thieves is the art of disguise."
At this time, Fang Ming's inner surprise could no longer be described in words. Leng Bing seemed to be very familiar with their sect of thieves. He even knew that he knew the art of disguise. Who is he? Is it really what he said?
Are they descendants of the elders of the Thief Sect?
But why did the master never tell him that there are still four elders of the Shenthief Sect and many descendants in this world? What is going on?
However, what Leng Bing said was so true and accurate that Fang Ming had already believed most of it. After all, it was impossible for a celebrity like him to kneel down to others at will.
But there are still many doubts, such as why the master never said that there are four elders in the Divine Thieves Sect, and why Leng Bing only found him now. Logically speaking, if there are really many people in the Divine Thieves Sect, then when his master was alive
, he should know, but why doesn’t he know it at all?
Fang Ming asked very puzzledly: "How do you know these? I remember that no one except Master knows these secrets."
His question was once again confirmed from Fang Ming's mouth. Leng Bing was even more sure that Fang Ming was the master of the thief sect that he had been looking for for many years. His expression became more and more respectful as he replied: "Master, I learned from the records of this sect."
I learned that the most powerful skill of the Master of Thieves is the art of disguise.
"As for the body technique of rubbing oil on the soles of the feet, I have also learned it. Although it is a little different from what you perform, Master, it is obviously the same, so when you perform it, I recognize it at a glance."
At this time, Fang Ming already believed 80% of Leng Bing's words, but he still had to see it with his own eyes before he could truly believe it. He said, "Mr. Leng, you can also apply oil on the soles of your feet. Please do it for me once. I want to confirm it."
After all, are we all descendants of the God of Thieves?"
Leng Bing stood up from the ground and responded respectfully: "Yes, Master."
After saying that, he meditated on the technique of rubbing oil on the soles of his feet and rehearsed it for Fang Ming. Although the space in the room was small, which restricted his performance, Fang Ming recognized at a glance that the movement technique performed by Leng Bing was indeed
The unique body technique of their master thieves - oiling the soles of their feet.
At this point, he has completely believed that Leng Bing is a descendant of the Thief Sect just like him, but for some unknown reason, the two parties lost contact and did not know each other's existence until now.
No, it should be said that he has known about his existence for a long time, because according to what he said, he has been looking for "him" for a long time, but this is the first time he knows that besides him, there are descendants of the Thief Sect in the world, but why?
, Master has never told him? Doesn’t he know the existence of Leng Bing and others?