Searching for someone in northern Myanmar, and you call that earning tuition fees?

At the end of the crevasse is a wide, open snow-covered platform.

The cold wind howled, like countless knives scraping at the bone.

As soon as Su Ming and his two companions climbed up, they saw three men wearing tattered leather coats and with fierce faces sitting around in a sheltered spot, boiling canned food.

Upon seeing the three people suddenly appear, the three men jumped in fright, dropping the spoons they were holding.

Beside their feet sat the silver-gray metal box.

The one-eyed leader reacted the fastest, grabbing a homemade hunting rifle from the side and pointing the dark muzzle directly at Li Changfeng.

The other two henchmen also hurriedly drew their hidden knives and placed them on the metal box.

"What are you doing! Don't move!" the one-eyed man roared, spitting canned food crumbs all over the ground.

Li Changfeng glanced at the box; the seal was intact.

He breathed a sigh of relief, then his face darkened, and he took a step forward, instantly exuding the menacing aura of a soldier.

"I am Li Changfeng from the Security Department of Jiangnan University, and I am on official duty."

Li Changfeng pointed at the box and said in a loud voice, "That's state property. Hand it over to me, and you'll be considered to have done a good deed; your previous poaching will be dealt with leniently."

The three poachers exchanged glances, and the skinny one lowered his voice and asked, "Boss, what does the 'Security Department' do? It sounds even more powerful than the police station!"

The one-eyed man spat, his eyes gleaming with greed: "Who cares what they do! Maybe they'll make more money this way! Get your act together!"

Then, the one-eyed man burst into wild laughter.

He pressed the gun forward, a sinister grin spreading across his face. "State property? What a joke! What we found on this snowy mountain was a gift from the mountain god! Get lost if you don't want your head blown off, and don't delay us from going down the mountain to exchange for drinks!"

Li Changfeng frowned, his hand already reaching for the pistol at his waist.

But he didn't dare to move.

It wasn't that I was afraid of those three homemade guns, but rather that they would destroy the box.

Li Changfeng lowered his voice and asked Su Ming behind him, "How do we fight? The three on the other side are all desperate criminals. I can cripple one of them instantly. Zhuoma's knife is fast, but it's risky against a gun. What about you?"

Droma gritted her teeth beside her, gripping her Tibetan knife tightly: "These blasphemous bandits! I'll rip their guts out and offer them to the mountain god!"

Li Changfeng's eyelids twitched as he listened, but he didn't even bother to turn his head, pretending he hadn't heard a thing.

Su Ming didn't say anything.

He stood at the windy spot, squinting, feeling the updraft from the mountaintop that almost blew him away.

The wind is strong and the direction is erratic; it's a great day for flying kites.

It's also a perfect day for murder.

Just then, a faint sound of gravel rolling down came from the ice crevice behind them.

Li Changfeng's expression changed.

"This is a huge problem."

He knew without turning around that the Snow Fox Squad was coming after him.

There are wolves in front, tigers behind, and three idiots sandwiched in the middle.

Sure enough, five figures dressed in white tactical camouflage uniforms quietly appeared at the exit of the ice crevasse.

Snow Fox held the rifle equipped with a silencer, his movements impeccable.

He didn't fire immediately, but quickly waved his hand, and the squad members immediately dispersed, forming a semi-encirclement using the rocks for cover.

The gun barrels were not only pointed at Su Ming and his two companions, but also at the three poachers.

The one-eyed man had never seen anything like this before.

Looking at those "monsters" wearing night vision goggles and fully armed, the homemade shotgun in his hand trembled like someone with Parkinson's disease.

"You...who are you from?!" the one-eyed man roared, his voice trembling with fear.

The snow fox ignored him.

He glanced at the box, then at Su Ming, and gave a disdainful sneer.

"I originally intended to kill you all outright." Snow Fox's voice came through the mask, somewhat muffled, yet chilling to the bone. "But now, someone has helped me get the goods."

He slightly raised the muzzle of his gun, pointing it at the one-eyed man: "Take the box and come over here. I won't kill you."

The one-eyed dragon's eyeballs darted around.

He wasn't stupid; these guys looked much tougher than that "security captain."

But he dared not hand it over. To do so meant certain death.

"Don't move!" One-Eyed Dragon roared, grabbed the box, and charged straight to the edge of the cliff!

He held the box high, leaning half his body over the cliff edge, and shouted hysterically, "Don't come any closer! If anyone does, I'll throw it down! It's a bottomless abyss below; once it's thrown down, no one will be able to get it back!"

The situation immediately became tense.

Snow Fox narrowed his eyes, his finger on the trigger, but he didn't dare to pull it.

His mission was to bring back the golden scriptures, not a pile of scrap metal.

Li Changfeng didn't dare to move either.

He stared intently at the box, his heart pounding in his chest.

Li Changfeng shouted, "Don't be impulsive! Brother, that's priceless! If you throw it away, you won't get a single penny back! We can talk!"

The one-eyed man was panting heavily, clearly on the verge of collapse.

A three-way standoff.

For a moment, the scene was silent, with only the sound of the wind.

Just then, Su Ming made a move.

With his hands in his pockets, he ignored Snow Fox's gun and One-Eyed Dragon's threat, and strolled forward two steps as if he were browsing a market.

Li Changfeng roared, "Su Ming! Are you crazy? Come back!"

Snow Fox's gun barrel instantly locked onto Su Ming's forehead.

Su Ming stopped in his tracks, not even glancing at the muzzle of Snow Fox's gun. Instead, he turned his gaze to One-Eyed Dragon and said, "Brother, have you ever considered the difference between throwing the box down and not throwing it down?"

The one-eyed man was taken aback, then roared, "None of your business! Step back!"

"I don't care." Su Ming shrugged and pointed at Li Changfeng, "But the security captain next to me cares, and what he represents cares even more."

Li Changfeng's temples throbbed.

So now you know I'm the security captain? Now you're trying to pin this label on me?

Su Ming continued, "Look, those foreign devils over there will definitely kill you to silence you. This security captain may be poor, but he represents the government and keeps his word. Why don't you give us the box, and we'll save your life?"

"Bullshit!" the one-eyed man roared. "I don't trust anyone! I only want money!"

"You need to be alive to spend money even if you're given it," Su Ming sighed, taking his hand out of his pocket.

They didn't have any weapons.

There was only one spool of white, thin kite string.