Tomb raiding: A mere 20 is nothing!

The air fell silent instantly.

Su Wan and Yang Hao's lips twitched involuntarily.

Dude, we just told you to get lost. You were so agitated just now that we thought you'd made some kind of correction.

So you got scolded.

Thank goodness.

We are still on the same starting line.

Su Wanqing cleared his throat and asked cautiously, "So... shall we leave now?"

Yang Hao sighed, rubbing her numb knees, and said resignedly, "Get lost. With Mingchao's current skills, if we don't leave now, I'm afraid she'll come out and throw the three of us downstairs like trash. She's absolutely capable of doing that."

"You know that, so why don't you get lost! Li Chu, is this all you guys know how to do?!"

A cold female voice suddenly came from the surveillance camera in the upper right corner of the door, echoing clearly in the corridor.

The three of them shuddered in fright, exchanged a timid glance, and saw panic in each other's eyes.

"Yang Hao, help me up, I can't get up..." Li Cu leaned against the wall, grimacing as he stood up, the sharp pain in his knees making him gasp.

"What a spineless coward. After all this time, he's still a weakling."

Yang Hao rolled her eyes, but still limped over, grabbed Li Cu's arm, and helped him up.

Su Wan waved back, "Hey, wait a minute, I can't get up either."

The three of them used each other as crutches and slowly made their way into the elevator. It was fortunate that they could take the elevator, otherwise it would have been even more of a torment.

However, they looked rather disheveled and comical, completely soaked, like three drowned dogs.

Inside the elevator, Su Wan rubbed his knee and muttered, "Who picked this durian? It's so big and hard."

"Why does that sound so awkward?"

Yang Hao frowned, turned his head and said, "I picked it, so what? If Li Chu hadn't said that this durian could be given to the Ming Dynasty as an apology, why would I have picked such a good one? In the end, I shot myself in the foot."

"I thought she would accept it." Li Chu lowered his head, his mood not very high. "Who would have thought she would even refuse fruit?"

The three of them sighed in unison again.

The road to winning back his wife seems endless.

After sending out the information, Shen Mingchao had expected the flies to return, but he didn't expect them to return so quickly.

It's understandable that Li Chu and his group have free time.

Shen Mingyue once told her that after the Old Nine Gates, through Fatty's meticulous efforts to spread the word, a new Nine Gates emerged.

It started as a loose, unaffiliated organization in the underworld. When Fatty tried to establish it as a formal organization, it was shut down by the Xihu District Subdistrict Office.

When she heard that, she burst out laughing and exclaimed that the country's ironclad defenses were truly stronger.

In the new Nine Gates, the Iron Triangle is the Upper Three Gates, the Middle Three Gates are Bai Haotian, Liu Sang, and A Tou. She doesn't know the other two except for Liu Sang. As for the Lower Three Gates, they are Li Chu and his two companions—Seventh Master Li, Eighth Master Su, and Ninth Master Yang.

Fatty hasn't made this claim yet; she just feels that this new Nine Gates is more of a publicity stunt.

As far as she knew, Li Cu and the other two did not get involved in the affairs of the Nine Gates. After graduation, they all went to work in museums or other formal institutions.

Li Chu will work at the mountain rescue center, specializing in handling special rescue missions such as cave collapses and missing persons cases. He is extremely opposed to the name "New Nine Gates" and, possibly influenced by Wu Xie, is determined to distance himself from its related forces.

At the same time, he has also undertaken many high-priced commissions in the field of cultural relic protection and excavation. He has also participated in the excavation of the Qixing Lu Palace and the restoration and secondary excavation of the Xisha underwater tomb.

The path he took was completely opposite to that of Wu Xie.

Suwan later became a postgraduate student in ophthalmology, dedicated to the research of a few eye diseases. He also served as a renowned medical consultant for exploration in Southeast Asia and studied philosophy.

Yang Hao's current situation is unknown. It is said that he has been active in Southeast Asia for many years, has multiple identities in Cambodia, and is physically very strong.

Um.....

That's good; everyone has a bright future ahead of them.

Therefore, the information she submitted anonymously did not contain much information related to the three of them, so it can be said that the recent turmoil between the Nine Gates and the Zhang family is unlikely to affect them.

Pity.

She thought that once the three of them started school, they would be busy and wouldn't have time for these messy things.

We underestimated the extent of their madness.

I should have found something for the three of them to do.

For example, hacking into their school system, secretly changing their grades for subjects they took last semester to failing, and notifying them to retake the exams, especially in advanced mathematics.

I can just imagine how devastated they'll be.

Oh, what a pity.

Meanwhile, the three people who finally made it to the entrance of the building at a snail's pace shivered in the breeze.

My legs were numb, painful, and burning, making it difficult to walk, even while I was carrying three huge durians.

Su Wan, being the weakest, was the first to give in. With a pale face, he suggested, "No, I really can't carry it anymore. You two, see who can help me, or just pick a random passerby and give it to them."

"Give it away?! That's several hundred yuan!!" Li Chu slapped Su Wan on the shoulder: "You've been a young master for too long, you really think you're doing charity."

Su Wan covered her arm, pouted, and said aggrievedly, "It's all your fault for giving me such a bad idea, Ya Li. Not only did I get soaked, but I also couldn't get my WeChat back."

Li Chu's eyes widened, his anger blazing: "To be honest, did I hold a knife to your throat and force you to come?"

"Alright, both of you, stop arguing. It's no use arguing like this now."

Yang Hao interrupted their conversation, walked over, and took the durian from Su Wan's hand. "Give it to me, I'll hold it for you."

Su Wan said gratefully, "Thank you, brother, you're such a good person."

"No, please. Don't give me that 'friend card,' it's bad luck." Yang Hao refused, then turned to Li Cu and said, "At least now we know that the Ming Dynasty hasn't completely ignored us. We can go back and discuss this further."

Li Cu nodded: "That's all we can do for now."

After the three of them reached a consensus, they carried the three durians and staggered away.

What they didn't know was...

Several people had been secretly watching them from behind, and had been quietly chirping for a long time.

Zhang Haike (the old man in the gray shirt playing chess): "They must have been kicked out. I told you this tactic wouldn't work."

Zhang Haiyan (pink-clad middle-aged woman playing chess): "Ha, kneeling on keyboards or durians? That sounds absurd. They're just a bunch of kids with such immature ideas."

Zhang Qianjun (the old man in black playing chess): "So what do we do? Keep disguising ourselves like this? The Ming Dynasty won't be able to find us, and we're making no progress at all."

Zhang Haiyan (the middle-aged woman in pink playing chess): "Let's just watch for now. If everyone rushes in like this, even if I were in the Ming Dynasty, I'd be annoyed. If they're looking for trouble, let them go."