The comments said I was deeply affectionate, I just added points by using an alternate account.

"Get out of the way."

Without uttering a single wasted word, Long Ao suddenly took two steps back, his right arm muscles bulging, and his qi and blood condensed into a dazzling light at the tip of his fist, before he punched the wall.

boom!

A dull thud followed by a cracking sound exploded, sending stone chips flying everywhere. He smashed a hole half a person's height into the seemingly sturdy wall.

A burst of fresh air, carrying the scent of earth and vegetation, mixed with the smell of sunshine, suddenly rushed in from the other side of the cave entrance.

"Walk."

Long Ao took the lead and jumped in without hesitation.

Behind the cave entrance is a natural karst cave, rugged and uneven, barely wide enough for one person to pass through.

The crowd filed in, with San Tai sandwiched in the middle, crunching the empty candy stick in her mouth.

The passage slopes upwards, and the further you go, the brighter the light becomes and the fresher the air gets.

A dozen minutes later, a dazzling white light appeared at the end of the passage.

The blinding sunlight streamed in, and Long Ao, who was walking at the front, cursed under his breath and raised his arm to shield his eyes.

Everyone squinted in unison, their eyes stinging from the prolonged darkness.

When their eyes finally adjusted to the light and they crawled out of the narrow opening, they found themselves on a cliff halfway up the mountain.

Beneath my feet lay lush green forests, and in the distance, mountains stretched endlessly. Fresh air filled my lungs, bringing with it the exhilarating feeling of surviving a disaster.

The group turned around to look.

The opening was hidden behind a patch of vines and was inconspicuous from the outside.

The entrance to the Black Wind Mountain Tunnel where they were previously located was already several hundred meters away at the foot of the mountain.

From this perspective, the earth-shattering collapse was just like a slightly larger landslide, with most of the tunnel entrance buried by soil and rocks, and only a section of twisted steel frame still exposed.

"Alright, kids."

Three lazy voices rang out. She stretched and loosened her muscles, the hem of her trench coat fluttering in the wind.

"This concludes our enjoyable underground adventure."

She clapped her hands, her annoyance vanished, and her carefree attitude, as if nothing could happen, returned.

Her gaze passed over the two men and landed on the collapsed ruins at the foot of the mountain.

More precisely, it was the huge black transport truck at the bottom of the ruins.

Thanks to the actions of An Changqing and San Tai, although the truck was buried, its body structure remained quite intact, with only a section of the rear of the truck bed still exposed.

"Although the gift I wanted to give away was taken ahead of time."

A mocking smile returned to the corners of San Tai's mouth.

Her gaze swept back and forth between An Changqing and Long Ao before finally settling on the truck in the distance.

"However, dessert is still available."

An Changqing's expression changed slightly: "What do you mean?"

San Tai shrugged, his smile growing even brighter, his beautiful eyes gleaming with the light of a hunter eyeing his prey.

"What I mean is, the things in the car were originally one of my targets."

She tilted her head: "So here's the question: now that thing is buried there, it's considered unclaimed, right?"

"Whoever gets it first keeps it, right?"

Chen Guan silently took half a step back, keeping himself away from the potential center of the firefight.

He knew that, given Santai's personality, this fight was unlikely to break out; he would probably run away in a flash.

"Give it to her."

An Changqing's voice was very soft, yet exceptionally clear.

Long Ao's eyes widened instantly, and he stared at An Changqing, opening his mouth but unable to utter a sound for a long time.

An Changqing ignored Long Ao's shock and calmly focused his gaze on Santai, speaking in a neither humble nor arrogant tone.

"Our mission is to escort the so-called family heirlooms safely to their destination."

He spoke each word clearly and logically.

"Now, because the client provided false information, we have met you. From a mission perspective, our mission has been terminated due to force majeure."

"Moreover..." An Changqing's gaze lingered on Santai for a moment, "With your strength, even if we wanted to stop you, we couldn't."

He released his grip on Long Ao, shrugged, and gave a helpless, bitter smile.

"Instead of the three of us lying here while you take the stuff, why not just do us a favor and at least we can go back safely and report back?"

"Haha, hahahaha."

San Tai laughed, her clear laughter echoing through the valley. She wiped away the tears of laughter from the corners of her eyes and gave An Changqing a thumbs up.

"Not bad, the son of the president of the Superpower Association is indeed not just a fool with a lot of enthusiasm."

The admiration on San Tai's face was undisguised.

"You're much cuter than this short, hot-tempered guy."

As she spoke, her figure blurred, and she floated down the cliff, landing on the ruins at the foot of the mountain in a few leaps.

I always knew Chinese people could fly.

[After wandering around for a while, Sister San finally remembered the important matter.]

I'm starting to doubt whether they can really work together. I have a feeling that Aozi and Santai might end up fighting.

Long Ao was so angry that his face turned a deep purplish-red, but he ultimately did not make another move.

There's nothing I can do; if I really can't beat them, I can only be mocked.

An Changqing patted him on the back and whispered, "Let's go down and take a look."

The three of them descended the relatively gentle hillside and soon arrived at the huge truck that was half-buried in the soil and rocks.

Three men stood with one hand in their pockets, circling the exposed section of the train carriage, as if admiring their spoils.

She saw the three of them follow her down, raised an eyebrow, and didn't seem to care.

She walked to the back door of the container. The heavy metal door was severely deformed from the impact, and the lock was twisted into a lump of scrap metal.

San Tai raised his foot and casually kicked the door lock.

boom.

With a muffled thud, the steel lock cylinder and the surrounding steel plate caved inward, the tearing metal emitting a tooth-grinding groan, and the two heavy chest doors were kicked open.

San Tai whistled, reached out, and pulled one of the doors open completely.

She turned to the side, a smug smile on her face, the kind of smile only a victor has.

"Alright, I'm going to open the box and check the goods now."

An Changqing and Long Ao's gazes also followed.

Even if I can't get my hands on it, it's good to be able to see it.

However, the next second, everyone's expression froze.

The container was completely empty.

On the thick shock-absorbing foam, only a clear square indentation remains, proving that something once stood there; nothing else.

The mocking smile on San Tai's face froze inch by inch, and then shattered.

"You bastard!!! Which bastard stole my things?!"

Her roar echoed through the valley.