Tomb raiding: A mere 20 is nothing!

Because of his "good brother's" betrayal, Li Chu had no idea what Qi Qiu had actually done.

But it's okay.

He has a solution.

Taking advantage of Qi Qiu's momentary lapse in concentration, he silently moved behind him, gathered strength in his wrist, and delivered a precise chop to the back of Qi Qiu's neck.

Regardless of the consequences, let's knock them out first.

If he can't solve the problem, he'll solve the people.

Shen Mingchao watched this scene with a sense of déjà vu, a mocking smile playing on his lips: "Tsk tsk tsk, youth is good, falling asleep as soon as you turn your head."

Zhang Haixia was very honest: "He was dizzy."

Shen Mingchao was taken aback, then clapped his hands in annoyance: "Damn it, why didn't you say so earlier?"

After the joke, Shen Mingchao looked at the video he had captured on his phone with a smile. The footage was clear, the camera angle was correct, and even Qi Qiu's resentful expression before she fell into a coma was captured clearly.

She nodded in satisfaction.

This should fetch a good price.

Thanks to Li Cu and Qi Qiu for providing the money-making ideas, she seems to have discovered something more interesting than gambling.

After seeing Li Cu knock Qi Qiu unconscious, he turned his attention to the other two "plastic brothers".

Shen Mingchao found the filter, set up the camera, and added fuel to the fire, saying, "Brother, after such a long journey, I think Su Wan and Yang Hao must be pretty tired too. What do you think?"

These words made the two of them stiffen.

Li Chu cracked his wrists, the joints making a slight popping sound, and slowly walked towards the two of them: "What a coincidence, that's what I was thinking too."

Before he could make a move, Su Wan covered his neck, flinched, and said with an embarrassed smile:

"Pear, every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt has its debtor. It was Qi Qiu who stabbed you in the back, it has nothing to do with me. You hit him, but you can't hit me now."

"Heh." Li Chu snorted lightly, his face cold as he charged forward. "I'm going to beat you up."

In the past, he and Su Wan would only play around, but if it came to a real fight, Su Wan would be no match for him.

In no time, Su Wan also fell asleep, looking refreshed.

"Hmm~~" Shen Mingchao acted as the cameraman, recording the whole thing, his eyes full of satisfaction.

She was considering whether to add some special effects and background music to the video, and then take some screenshots and add text to make them into emojis.

To hold an auction like this, the starting price would be at least 500.

Yang Hao was the only one left. He didn't back down or admit defeat; he had some backbone, but not much.

He chose to take a different approach.

Before Li Cu could make a move, he pretended to be dizzy and collapsed onto the table with a "thud".

You don't need to do anything, I'll just faint myself.

The entire selection is unselectable.

This avoided conflict and also prevented me from having unflattering photos taken of me.

Although he might not be inferior to Li Chu in terms of fighting skills, he would definitely not gain the upper hand in a real fight, so it would be better to avoid confrontation for the time being.

Shen Mingchao was slightly disappointed that she hadn't managed to film Yang Hao, but she posted on her WeChat Moments and auctioned off the existing videos, reaping considerable profits, even some—

inflation.

Previously, when Qi Qiu and the others were auctioning, the highest bids were only three digits. But when it came to her, those people were bidding hundreds of millions or even billions.

She swallowed.

The two videos sold for exorbitant prices; anyone who didn't know better would think she was laundering money.

If Qi Qiu and Su Wan knew that being beaten up was worth so much money, they could probably die in peace.

Wang Can grew impatient and urged Li Cu, "Alright, stop dawdling, have all the problems been resolved?"

Li Chu withdrew his gaze, not wanting to argue any further, and nodded: "Let's continue."

The two men faced each other, both ready to fight, but before they could even start, a familiar doorbell rang out abruptly.

Everyone's expression turned serious without prior notice.

Damn it, the prize pool is still accumulating!

A vein throbbed on Wang Can's forehead, and his tone was full of irritation: "These people are never going to stop, are they?"

He looked around, counted on his fingers, and suddenly realized something, exclaiming, "Holy crap! They actually ordered five?!"

Li Chu was completely confused and asked blankly, "What five?"

"Ask her." Wang Can pointed to Shen Mingchao, who looked guilty.

Li Cu's gaze met Shen Mingchao's. The girl touched the tip of her nose and chuckled twice, giving a vague and perfunctory reply.

"It means...literally."

Yes, that's right, a heartwarming gift from my sister.

Wang Can sighed wearily, a numbness born of countless experiences: "So who is it this time?"

"I know."

Everyone looked over at the sound and saw that Yang Hao, who had been pretending to be asleep on the table, had come back to life.

Looking at the messages in the group chat, Li Cu replied with a gloomy face, "Most likely, it's the White Snake."

"Why?!"

Just then, Shen Mingchao suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

Before anyone could react, she ran towards the entrance, as fast as the wind.

The remaining people looked at each other in bewilderment.

What... happened?

Why was she so eager to open the door this time?

He even looked particularly excited?

and many more!

Something's definitely not right!

It must have been that White Snake brat who used some underhanded tricks!

In the blink of an eye, Shen Mingchao had already flung open the door.

The figures seen through surveillance cameras are far less vivid than real people.

The person outside the door was wearing a long, pure black robe that reached his ankles, and had a pair of round, black-rimmed glasses perched on his nose.

She was slender and thin, with loose black hair that fell casually.

His pair of emerald green eyes were particularly striking.

A scar is faintly visible on the brow bone.

It takes the shape of lightning.

Shen Mingchao was all too familiar with this outfit.

She stood frozen in the doorway, her voice tinged with surprise: "You...why are you dressed like this?"

The white snake outside the door lowered its eyes, watching her joyful expression, a smile appearing in its eyes, and explained gently:

"I noticed you read this novel quite often before, so I also took the time to read it once. The plot is pretty good."

"On the way here, I suddenly had a thought that since both the main character and I have scars, it should be a surprise for you."

At this point, a hint of confusion appeared on his face: "The problem is that the eye color of the main characters in the TV series is different from that in the original work, so I ended up buying green contact lenses."

"How was it? Did you pull it off convincingly?"

Actually, they're not that similar.

It wasn't just her appearance, but the fact that the White Snake was too tall, 1.9 meters, which was an unchangeable fact, but Shen Mingchao kept nodding in agreement.

It's good that you're willing to put in the effort for me.

Please, this is Harry! I can't refuse.