Tomb raiding: A mere 20 is nothing!

The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder; a major battle seemed imminent.

Shen Mingchao, holding San San, sat on a chair neither too close nor too far away, occupying the best viewing spot.

Then he started eating sunflower seeds.

"Click"

"Click"

"Click"

Ok.

These sunflower seeds smell amazing; I'll definitely stock up on a few more bags next time.

"The Ming Dynasty," someone called to her from the side.

She looked over and saw a handsome face; it was Zhang Haixia.

She picked up the bag of sunflower seeds, waved it in front of the other person, and asked, "What? You want some too?"

Zhang Haixia shook his head: "No. I just thought it was too monotonous for you to only eat sunflower seeds, so I took some snacks from the locker." As he spoke, he put the bag he was carrying on the table, which contained all kinds of snacks.

Older people are so thoughtful.

No one can resist the temptation of snacks, and Shen Mingchao smiled and accepted them without hesitation.

She opened another bag of potato chips, then looked at the three fiery-tempered firecrackers in the room, a smile that suggested she was enjoying the drama. "Alright, everyone, let's begin."

It can't be started.

The doorbell rang before the battle even began.

"Ding-dong ding-dong—"

"No way, who the hell is it now? Is this never going to end?!" Wang Can was extremely irritated after his spellcasting was interrupted.

"Um... I think I know who it is." Su Wan weakly raised his hand and said when everyone else looked at him, "It's most likely Brother Hao."

"Yang Hao? Why is he here too? Did you two conspire together?" Li Cu asked loudly.

Su Wan glanced around furtively and whispered a single word: "Group."

No need to say anything else, one word is enough.

In an instant, Li Chu understood everything.

Damn it, when he left, he was blinded by his WeChat Moments and blocked the group because he thought it was too noisy.

I should have taken a look.

He must be lying in ambush at the entrance of the residential area to stop these two people first.

At the same time, Shen Mingchao's phone screen lit up, displaying the name Yang Hao. She couldn't help but complain, "Brothers, why didn't you all come together? Do you like hearing my doorbell ring?"

Li Chu: "...I'll go get him out of here!"

It's not too late to make amends.

When the door opened, Yang Hao saw him but didn't seem surprised. Instead, her face darkened, and she asked an unexpected question: "Is Su Wan here?"

Li Cu: ?

His fist stopped halfway through its extension, and his eyes subconsciously glanced at Su Wan, who gave him an awkward smile.

He keenly sensed something was amiss and asked curiously, "What happened between you two? Did you have a grudge?"

Yang Hao gritted her teeth: "Yes."

"You've come at the perfect time." These words were unusually uttered by Shen Mingchao. She greeted them with a smile, "What's troubling you? Come in and tell us."

The smile was extremely eerie, as if someone was trying to take your life.

Since a fight was inevitable, why not add some fun? So Shen Mingchao let Yang Hao in because she was bored and started a betting game.

After Yang Hao entered the room, something different from usual caught Shen Mingchao's attention.

He tilted his head slightly, his bangs sliding down to his brow bone, and the uniquely curved strands of hair at the back of his head fluttering lightly. The youth's handsomeness and wildness intertwined, making him exceptionally captivating.

"You've grown a wolf tail?" she asked.

"Hmm." Yang Hao touched the ends of her hair and explained softly, "My hair got long, so I went to get a haircut. The hairdresser recommended it. How does it look? Not bad, right?"

"It's not bad looking, why would you ask that?"

Shen Mingchao scolded, "Don't belittle yourself so easily. You should be asking if it looks good."

Unexpectedly, Shen Mingchao said that, making Yang Hao even more flustered. She then asked, "So... is it good?"

"Hmm..." Shen Mingchao scrutinized her for a moment, and when the other woman no longer dared to meet her gaze, she suddenly smiled: "Not bad. But—"

"You'd better avoid someone dressed in black and wearing dark glasses, otherwise I'm afraid the first thing he'll do when he sees you is drag you to the barbershop, and then your wolf tail will be free!"

This is a joke.

But everyone present understood the implied meaning.

It's obviously a black bear.

This guy also has a wolf tail. Although the two look completely different, Hei Xiazi probably can't stand anyone having the same hairstyle as him.

As Li Cu and Su Wan thought of the scene, a tacit consensus arose in their hearts: this was the first time they had ever supported Hei Xiazi so much.

Getting back to the main point, with Yang Hao joining the fray, the battle changed from 1v2 to Li Cu vs. Wang Can, and Su Wan vs. Yang Hao.

Shen Mingchao called out loudly to the crowd: "Come on, come on, the first Golden Belt Competition is officially starting. There are two matches in this competition. The first match is Su Wan versus Yang Hao. Su Wan is on the left and Yang Hao is on the right."

"Everyone, place your bets now!"

Zhang Haixia whispered, "The outcome of this round is already decided. With their skills, it's obvious that—"

"I'm betting on Yang Hao." Shen Mingchao placed half a bag of potato chips directly on the right side of the table.

She's not stupid. Su Wan is a player who has both brains and skills. She would only choose Su Wan to win if she didn't have a brain.

She didn't know what grudge these two had, but she definitely wouldn't miss out on the excitement.

Just as Shen Mingchao was thinking this, the brainless person arrived.

"I bet on Su Wan." A black card was placed on the left, and the owner of the black card was Qi Qiu.

Despite his partially crippled body, he insisted on going to the gambling table, only to be met with a barrage of stares the moment he looked up.

"You—" Shen Mingchao looked surprised and pointed at Qi Qiu's forehead.

A red mole had appeared on his fair forehead, its color vibrant yet not gaudy. The touch of crimson between his brows made the young man even more exquisite and captivating.

"Ah, this..." Qi Qiu touched her forehead, lowered her eyes shyly, and explained softly, "It's a Gu. It eventually chose to sleep on my forehead, which formed a red mole. However, you can also think of it as—the 'virginity mark'."

Li Chu: "Huh?"

Wang Can: "What the hell?"

Zhang Haixia: "You're overthinking it."

Shen Mingchao: "It's quite good-looking."

"Huh?" The three of them turned their heads in unison.

"Ahem—" Shen Mingchao coughed, his eyes darting around, sometimes touching his hair, sometimes looking at the ceiling.

When someone is feeling awkward, they tend to appear very busy.

She wasn't wrong.

The beautiful young feng shui master with a red mole on her forehead is truly a divine being! That little bug certainly knows how to find its place.

However, facing the scrutinizing gazes of the three people, she immediately changed the subject: "Come on, forget about the red mole, let's keep betting."