Tomb raiding: A mere 20 is nothing!

The girl's voice was as light as a feather, carrying a hint of barely perceptible fragility.

It's hard to come by.

My impression of Shen Mingchao has always been that he is resilient, rarely timid, and always faces challenges head-on. Even if he is not entirely confident, he will not show weakness or back down.

Seeing that even Shen Mingchao looked dejected, Hei Xiazi felt a chill run down his spine and had no choice but to take it seriously. His mind was racing, but he still wore a gentle smile on his face.

"What's wrong?"

"What trouble have you encountered? Who bullied our Qingqing? What injustice have you suffered? Tell me, and I'll help you get justice."

Shen Mingchao buried his face in the man's chest, listening to Hei Xiazi's words, and slightly curved his lips.

This kind of smooth-talking banter sounds especially pleasant in this setting. It has a very light and infectious quality, as if all difficulties can be easily resolved.

This heavy burden suddenly fell on my shoulders, like standing at a crossroads in life.

At that moment, she felt extremely lost and desperately wanted to find someone to lean on for a while and rest.

Hei Xiazi is a good candidate.

but!

She gripped the black bear's shirt tightly, lowered her voice, and feigned anger as she questioned him:

"Qingqing? You're still trying to take advantage of me at a time like this? Don't think I don't know what you mean by 'Qingqing'."

Black Bear raised an eyebrow, pretending not to understand: "Hmm? What do you mean? Isn't it 'Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow, only wishing for your carefree life'? Tomorrow, don't misunderstand my good intentions, or I'll be heartbroken~~"

Check it out.

This actor surnamed Hei immediately put on an act, proving what it means to be ungrateful after getting a good deal.

Shen Mingchao, not one to back down, immediately echoed Hei Xiazi's words: "If you're really that heartbroken, then cry for me and see if it's genuine."

"..."

The man froze for a moment.

Cry? What an unfamiliar word. He couldn't even remember the last time he cried. He knew Shen Mingchao was teasing him, but he didn't take it seriously.

"In the Ming Dynasty, to see if a person was sincere, you had to look at what they did. Crying was a costless and ugly act, so let's look at other criteria."

"No." Shen Mingchao suppressed a laugh and deliberately argued with Hei Xiazi: "Who said it's ugly? Everyone online says that tears are a man's best dowry."

"Tsk." Black Bear curled his lip, thinking to himself, where did this twisted logic come from? And what he said online? Does he not use the internet often and have become that out of touch with the times?

Seeing the troubled expression on Hei Xiazi's face, Shen Mingchao smiled and offered him a way out.

"Never mind, I was just kidding."

She was just talking nonsense. It's unimaginable that Hei Xiazi would cry; it feels terrifying, and she would have nightmares about it.

Her heavy mood had eased considerably after Hei Xiazi's interruption. She slowly relaxed her body, wanting to get out of Hei Xiazi's arms. She had only separated by a fist's distance when she was suddenly pulled back by a force.

A cryptic voice whispered in his ear, "Are you sure you want to see?"

Is this guy serious?!

Shen Mingchao suddenly froze.

"Crying is nothing, it's not difficult. I'd gladly die for you. But I can't cry for nothing. I have principles, I never do anything that doesn't benefit me. You..."

As he spoke, the man suddenly lowered his head, his warm breath intermittently spraying onto Shen Mingchao's neck, his voice deep and magnetic.

"Shouldn't we offer something in return?"

The true intentions are revealed when the map is unrolled!

Shen Mingchao couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Knowing he had no good intentions, she was about to politely decline when another familiar voice came from not far away.

"I advise you not to believe him. He's a heartless man, unless you want to see him wail and scream like a ghost."

"Chairman Zhang, it is very impolite of you to spread rumors about others so readily."

Hei Xiazi turned his face and 'looked' in Zhang Rishan's direction.

"That's a serious statement." Zhang Rishan shrugged. "I don't have a habit of spreading rumors; I'm just telling the truth. We're all in the same industry, so we've all heard things. Apparently, your employer couldn't settle the final payment..."

The words were left unsaid, leaving much to the imagination.

"Pfft—" Shen Mingchao laughed after thinking about it for a moment. Howling like ghosts and wolves? That's quite a vivid description.

She then looked at Zhang Rishan, who was walking briskly out from the shade of the trees. Just as she was about to greet him, she noticed something amiss: the man's steps were steady, but his eyes were lifeless.

"Your eye drops have worn off too?"

"Yeah, it's been out of service for a while now," Zhang Rishan replied, then asked with concern, "How about you? Are you alright?"

Shen Mingchao said truthfully:

"I'm fine, I can see."

The Blind Tomb contains the remains of a god and is the place where a god fell. Heaven will not allow ordinary people to easily see the truth in the Blind Tomb, otherwise it would cause unnecessary panic.

But she didn't have this problem.

Zhang Rishan nodded, not bothering to delve into why Shen Mingchao was an exception when everyone else's eye drops had lost their effectiveness. In any case, from the very first day they met, this person had been extremely special.

Rather than delving into the mysteries surrounding Shen Mingchao, it would be better to first assign blame. He "looked" at Hei Xiazi and said with a hint of reproach:

"You're really something, finding someone and not even signaling, just watching us run around like headless chickens, is that fun?"

Hei Xiazi remained noncommittal. Who made him lucky? Who made him get hugged the moment they met? A few more minutes wouldn't make a difference. Once the signal was on, he couldn't even get a chance to speak.

Hei Xiazi didn't speak, but Zhang Rishan could guess what he was thinking. After all, when it was his turn, he had to make sure Shen Mingchao was alright before he could consider those troublesome men.

"Whoosh—Bang!"

A signal flare was launched.

When the others arrived after hearing the news, Zhang Rishan hesitated for a moment before speaking: "Although I don't know what you discovered or what else, if you want to leave the team next time, at least let us know in advance."

"I'm sorry," Shen Mingchao replied sullenly, head down, "It was my fault for not thinking things through. I won't do it again next time."

Zhang Rishan immediately denied it, lowering his voice even further: "No, I'm not blaming you, I'm just telling you that it's too risky to act alone. No one has ventured deep into this area before. If something unexpected happens, it will be difficult to escape without anyone helping you."

"alright."

Shen Mingchao didn't speak, but Hei Xiazi, who was standing to the side, got annoyed and pretended to pick his ear: "You've been rambling on since we first met. I guess you're getting old."

"..."

Although he couldn't see, he could clearly hear the sarcasm in her words. Zhang Rishan wanted to retort, as if she were a child, but he thought such a quarrel was too childish.

So he took a deep breath, turned his head to the other side, and decided to avoid seeing it.

Shen Mingchao, the only player present who had any sense of what was going on, saw everything and couldn't help but chuckle. As expected of the Zhang family, they were truly of the same ilk when it came to insulting people with their faces.

Both of them had very pointed ears.

Hearing the laughter, Zhang Rishan's expression became even more helpless: See? He's made a fool of himself.

Hei Xiazi, on the other hand, didn't care at all. He just laughed. Making the girl he liked smile was a skill in itself.