On his knees, a purple wooden cane as thick as a thumb was placed horizontally. The cane head was decorated with a golden eagle, with mother-of-pearl inlaid around the edge and a circle of relief on top. It was a large piece of light silver acanthus leaves surrounding the eagle head in the middle. It looked low-key and luxurious.
The overall rod body is about the thickness of an adult's thumb.
Kaxiu suppressed his excitement and sat on the sofa to look at it carefully and played with it for a while. This was in line with his personality as an antique lover. After watching and chatting with Matthew for five or six minutes, he excused himself to go to the bathroom.
On both sides of the carpeted rectangular corridor, there is a bronze wall lamp at intervals. The wall lamp emits soft yellow light, making the entire corridor quite warm.
At this moment, Kaxiu was walking towards the toilet. He looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he reached out and bit his thumb hard.
Suddenly, a bleeding wound appeared.
His thumb gently pressed on the stick, and in an instant, Kaxiu felt a large stream of cold air licking his wound like an octopus. The next second, these air currents rushed in one after another, and Kaxiu's entire right arm went numb.
The bitter taste spread from the arm all the way to the mouth, and along with it came a strong sense of coolness.
It was clearly June, the beginning of summer, but Kaxiu felt as if he was in an ice cellar, his face numbing and shivering.
It felt like swallowing a big mouthful of ice on a hot day. The coldness rushed straight to the brain and the whole body felt numb.
Fortunately, the bitterness and coldness came and went quickly.
In just a few seconds, Kaxiu had absorbed all the cold air and no more air came out of his cane.
"Huh..." He put one hand on the wall and let out a long breath. Looking up, numbers gradually appeared above his vision.
"Obsession Energy: 1.1"
Taking the energy of obsession required to go back to the past as one, this purple wooden cane contains one point of obsession energy, which is a little more than the energy required to go back to the past.
"Sure enough, the obsession energy contained in different antiques is also different. I don't know what this energy intensity is related to..."
Kashu stroked the cane in his hand and muttered to himself.
He glanced at the upper right corner again, above the display bar of obsession energy. A wind ivory pendant rune symbol hung alone at the top, with no other symbols displayed next to it.
Like a wooden cane with a golden eagle on top.
Squinting his eyes and sensing it a little, Kaxiu understood.
Not all obsession antiques can produce rune marks like the wind ivory pendant, most of them just have obsession energy. In other words, there are actually two types of antiques.
The first type, Kaxiu calls it a legendary antique.
For example, the Wind Ivory Pendant, this kind of antique not only contains the energy of obsession, but also has the obsession backtracking nodes of the original owner, which can allow Kaxiu to practice backtracking. For example, the original owner of the Wind Ivory Pendant, Levi, has three important nodes.
The youth training camp incident, the battle to annihilate a family, and the road to revenge.
The second type, Kaxiu calls it obsession antique.
As the name implies, there is only obsession energy in the antique, but there is no obsession node like the wind ivory pendant. For example, the purple wood cane he just absorbed only provides a source of energy.
Coming back to his senses, Kaxiu looked down at his thumb. The wound had already scabbed over. He glanced at the wall on the right. There was a blood spot on the smooth and clean wall. It was where he had pressed the wall with his right hand just now. The bloodstain was very small and should not be noticed.
Turning back, the footsteps gradually spread towards the toilet.
Kaxiu simply washed his hands and cleaned the blood-stained cane. He turned around and returned the same way.
Walking out of the corridor and into the lobby of the villa, a black shoe that stepped on the marble floor froze instantly. Kaxiu clicked his tongue, glanced at the cane in his hand, and then clicked his tongue again. He instantly understood something: "In addition to the purple wooden cane, there are also obsession antiques in this villa!!!"
As expected of a wealthy businessman who owns several multi-city companies, he has a lot of antique collections at home! Today, he has made a lot of gains...
For such a surprising unexpected gain, a smile from the heart appeared on Kaxiu's face involuntarily.
"Yes, I just walked all the way from the living room. The reason I didn't notice anything unusual was because I was holding a purple wooden cane in my hand. The bitter taste of other obsession antiques at a distance is not as obvious as the bitter taste caused by the purple wooden cane at a close distance."
“Now that I’ve sensed it, there’s no reason for me to let it go. I just need the obsession energy inside. As long as that antique is not a legendary antique, I can absorb the obsession energy inside and put it back.” Kaxiu thought in his heart.
He recalled that when he asked Matthew to go to the toilet, he did not specify whether he wanted a small one or a large one. If it was a large one, it would be normal to stay in the toilet for a few minutes.
Thinking of this, Kaxiu quickly glanced around.
There was no one there, not even the occasional waiter walking back and forth.
He immediately walked into the hall, using his tongue like a rescue dog's nose to search for the source of the bitter taste. The closer he got to the Obsession Antique, the stronger the bitter taste in Kaxiu's mouth would be.
After two or three minutes, he walked around the entire hall and became more and more certain that the source was on the second or third floor.
On the right side of the hall is a spiral staircase with a bronze metal handrail on one side and a ball handle at the front.
Kaxiu looked up, tapped his toes, and immediately scurried up like an agile cheetah, reaching the staircase on the second floor in a matter of seconds.
And no sound was made during this process.
To be honest, it is impossible for a secret martial arts practitioner to be starved to death by stupidity. Just the ability to control the muscles of the body alone can make him a superb thief. It is easy to climb over walls, crawl on walls, and walk quietly. Even if he is discovered, he can easily slip away.
It’s just that no secret martial arts practitioner would do such a shameful thing as stealing property; they have other ways to make money.
Standing at the second floor staircase, Kaxiu sensed the source of the bitter taste, which had basically been determined to be on the second floor of the villa.
In front of me was a spacious hall like the one on the first floor, with a circle of cabinets, coffee tables, sofas, etc., and a few oil paintings on the wall. In the corners were potted plants and decorative antiques.
Further away was a corridor that seemed to lead to different areas on the second floor. There were occasional rooms in the corridor, and at the right end, there was a dark red wooden door where voices occasionally came from. The brass label on the top read: Study.
"Shiratori, my son was attacked by the Sand Dust people..."