Endless Pampering Only For You

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

He even said mischievously to Yin Shaojie, "We'll help him finish some wine tonight. It's good that you're here. He is very kind to the guests."

Yin Shaojie also wanted to figure out what Nimo guy was up to. He was acting strangely in the morning. Now that he appeared at the castle, there had to be something fishy going on.

Thus, he nodded and said, "Okay."

Nimo happily snapped his fingers. "It's settled then! Chris, you too. You two are my good brothers and I've been thinking of introducing you guys to each other for some time now."

Chris thought for a moment and agreed.

After the meal, Chris took Nimo into the study.

"Who is he?" Chris sat in a leather chair and asked him bluntly.

Standing in front of the luxurious desk, Nimo picked up a pen and played with it. He smiled and said, "Are you referring to Yin Shaojie? I thought that you would've done a check on him before he came here."

"That's only superficial, right?" Chris looked directly in his eyes.

Being the heir to the Yin family of China seemed impressive.

But given what he knew about Nimo, Nimo would not make friends based on their status but their capability. In other words, he could only acknowledge you as a friend if he admired your capabilities.

From the earlier interactions, Chris could tell that Nimo and Yin Shaojie were close.

At the very least he thought that Yin Shaojie knew Nimo's secret identity.

Nimo smiled and didn't deny it.

He said, "I don't know if you still remember. It was about… Let me recall. Three and a half years ago? He was the guy who caused me to fail for the first time. Because of that we became friends."

Chris looked astonished. He furrowed his brows and said, "He's the one? But judging from his current age, how old was he three and a half years ago? He actually caused you to fail?"

Obviously, he knew what Nimo was capable of. Stopping him from accomplishing his mission would have required someone who was truly exceptional.

Nimo shrugged, pursing his lips as if thinking about the past.

"He was a little devil at that time. I never expected to be made a fool of by him. Now that I think about it… Perhaps, this is fate?" Nimo said.

Chris interlaced his fingers, looking at him as he said, "No wonder you ran to me crying, telling me that your reputation as the greatest thief was ruined. Actually, I was thinking that it was about time someone came to humble you."

"Hey! When did I cry? Stop spouting nonsense!" Nimo said unhappily.

However, considering that he was the twenty seventh heir to a family of master thieves, a prodigy that was always very brash and never once known failure, it was certainly hard to accept that he had lost to a little devil two years younger.

"That's not the point. You still haven't answered my question." Chris looked at him and went back to the main point.

"This, I can't tell you." Nimo said.

Although Chris was curious, he wasn't someone who would insist on getting to the bottom of things. He was respectful of his friends. Seeing that Nimo didn't want to come forth with it, he didn't ask any further.