Tomb raiding: A mere 20 is nothing!

"Ming Dynasty—"

Before the people arrive, the sound comes first.

The voice was loud and urgent, and Shen Mingchao's hand, which was pulling the car door, trembled.

I stepped out of the car and looked up in the direction of the sound.

The man in the vest rushed in from the doorway in a flurry of activity.

He stopped just a step away from her.

Noticing her gaze, he scratched the back of his neck, grinned at her with a sheepish grin, his eyes full of enthusiasm.

Like a sunny and cheerful golden retriever.

He was radiating warmth and seemed eager to come closer without any hesitation.

Dog-like and sleazy.

He has fully inherited his boss's true skills.

Unfortunately, his boss has become much more reserved in recent years.

She couldn't help but sigh.

This led to a misunderstanding by the person wearing a vest next to them.

That initial excitement quickly dissipated.

Kan Jian looked slightly flustered, subconsciously taking a small step back, and asked anxiously:

"Was I... too enthusiastic, making you feel uncomfortable?"

"Um?"

Shen Mingchao was puzzled.

But after a moment of distraction, how could this person's mood change so quickly?

She looked puzzled. "Why do you ask that? I'm not feeling unwell."

"You just sighed, I thought you..." As she spoke, the woman in the vest lowered her head even further, her voice barely audible, "You don't want to see me."

He was already somewhat timid and insecure.

After all, Shen Mingchao was surrounded by too many powerful figures, and he didn't know what chance he had of winning their favor.

Shen Mingchao glanced at the young man in front of him and saw that his eyelashes were drooping and his shoulders were visibly hunched.

The dog's tail is drooping, giving it a slight hallucination.

She managed a faint, helpless smile.

You've misunderstood.

I'm not sighing because of you.

"real?"

Upon hearing this, Kan Jian suddenly raised his head, his eyes shining.

Seeing the puppy's antenna-like tail stand up again, Shen Mingchao nodded: "I'm just regretting that I missed the best time to enjoy a puppy."

Kan Jian didn't understand: "What period?"

The word was a bit complicated to explain, so Shen Mingchao skipped the explanation altogether, a sly glint in his eyes, and answered with a question:

"Hey, was your boss very naive and easy to bully when he was young?"

The original work is told from Wu Xie's perspective, but she is more curious about the daily life outside the original work that was not recorded.

"My boss?"

Kan Jian didn't know why Shen Mingchao suddenly brought up Wu Xie, but he still recalled the events following Shen Mingchao's question, and then honestly shook his head:

"Sorry, Mingchao, I'm late. If you're curious about what the boss was like when he was young, you can ask Fatty, Ninth Master, and Black Master. They know more about it."

"But why are you curious about this?"

Shen Mingchao: "Haven't you heard the saying?"

"Every species was the most fun when we were kids."

Recalling the original plot, she crossed her arms and said, "I really wanted to tie Wu Xie to the roadside when he was little with a rope, but unfortunately, the puppy has grown up."

"Huh?" Kan Jian doubted he had heard correctly for a moment, but the next second he blurted out without thinking, "It's no pity, I can let you tie me up too."

"what?"

Shen Mingchao was genuinely surprised. She didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and couldn't help but tap the young man's forehead with her finger.

"What a silly dog."

The force was neither too light nor too heavy.

This startled Kan Jian, who covered his forehead with his hand, staring blankly and blinking frantically.

After realizing what had happened, he looked at the girl's profile and grinned foolishly.

It wasn't until a chill ran down his spine and his brain's danger radar went off like crazy that he reluctantly snapped out of his pink bubble and turned his head to pinpoint the source of the danger.

They were two gazes that seemed to be tempered with ice.

The strongest pressure came from the Zhang family's living god, who was evenly matched with him, but would kill him in three punches.

Snatching someone right in front of Zhang Qilin...

That's incredibly reckless.

He clenched his sleeves and buttocks tightly, scanning his surroundings out of the corner of his eye to see which direction would be the fastest to escape.

If you can't win, running away is the best option.

Before he could find a way out, the gaze that seemed to pierce through him was easily shifted away.

I don't take him seriously.

still is,

A mere warning?

Whatever it is, as long as you don't cause him trouble, that's fine.

Kan Jian breathed a sigh of relief.

"Tsk!" Some people still couldn't stand him.

Luo Que walked over and said coldly, "You should be grateful it wasn't Wu Xie and Hei Xiazi, otherwise you might have gone in upright and come out horizontal."

He glanced at Luo Que, whose face was full of displeasure, and casually shared his happy news with his brother:

"Sparrow, did you hear that? She called me 'Silly Dog.' What does that mean? She wants to keep me tied up."

"Ha!" Luo Que rolled his eyes and said sarcastically, "I don't know if you've ever heard the saying: A tree without bark will surely die; a person without shame is invincible!"

Kan Jian snorted coldly, completely unfazed by the attack, and retorted, "So what if I'm shameless? Is face that important? You have to be shameless to win over a wife."

"Sparrow, I'm not trying to be mean, but you're just too concerned about saving face."

Having known him for so many years, this is the nth time Luo Que has felt that Kan Jian's face is so annoying.

Their fists were clenched, and they were about to pull Kan Jian aside to discuss life when they saw Shen Mingchao walking towards them out of the corner of their eyes.

more than.

There was also a menacing gaze.

The legendary figure, dressed in black, stood behind Shen Mingchao, staring intently at him with a cold face, making Shen Mingchao's hair stand on end even more than the zombies in the tomb.

He finally understood why Kan Jian had looked so tense earlier.

Zhang Qilin's eyes are terrifying!

etc--

Luo Que sensed something was wrong.

He drove steadily the whole way, and communicated normally with Shen Mingchao, without making any unnecessary movements.

What did I do to offend this great Buddha?

This all started when he and Kan Jian had a quarrel. At the same time, Zhang Qiyu was pulling Shen Mingchao into the restaurant, but halfway there, the latter suddenly stopped.

"?"

Meeting Zhang Qilin's questioning gaze, Shen Mingchao chuckled awkwardly and explained in a low voice, "Idol, you go in first. There's something I want to talk to him about."

This "he" refers to Luo Que.

"..."

Why?

Zhang Qilin wanted to know, but remained silent for a long time, struggling with his thoughts.

Would asking him make him seem insensitive?

They don't seem to have a formal, overt relationship.

Then he has no right to interfere with Shen Mingchao's freedom.

but……

What should I do if I don't want her to go?

If we forcibly pull her away, she'll be unhappy, won't she?

How can I prevent her from going without making myself seem like I'm meddling?

It's hard.

"Hmm..." Shen Mingchao sighed inwardly as he watched Zhang Qiyu remain silent for a long time, neither speaking nor letting go of her.

He really is very clingy to her.

I've never seen anything like this before.

She softened her tone and patted the man's forearm: "Idol, you go in first, I'll just say a few words, it'll be quick."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Qilin finally slowly released his grip.

Having said all that, continuing the stalemate would only make me appear petty.

He coldly glanced at the two people not far away.

That's it.

A silly dog, a solitary bird.

It won't cause any trouble.

It's fine to let her keep it for fun.

There is nothing to fear.