The Way of Thieves

There have been many women in my life, all of whom have been with me and given me various kinds of help at all ages, but there are only three that I will remember the most. In 1985, my senior year of high school, because a mouse offended a big shot, I had no choice but to give up my studies and move away from home. But I don't regret it. If a dragon swims in the shallows, he will be trapped; if he stays in the stone forest, he will die. Because of a mouse, an old book, and a dilemma, I became a thief. But I have always followed one sentence throughout my life: Thieves have their own ways, and thieves have their own ways. Many years later. I have national security and polling bureau IDs pinned to my chest, and a Night Harrier jade pendant representing the King of Thieves in my pocket. Later, I discovered that the ignorant boy who was stolen when he first entered Guancheng had completely grown up... My name is Lin Yunjiu, and I am the last king of thieves in modern times.