Tomb raiding: A mere 20 is nothing!

This is truly one problem after another.

Zhang Qiyu has lost his memory.

Even more serious is that he lost his memory and still wandered around aimlessly.

Zhang Haike was having a terrible headache. His past experience told him that if he didn't keep a close eye on people, they could easily slip away and disappear. Their clan chief was a professional disappearance expert.

After chasing the figure for two miles, Zhang Haike, panting, finally managed to stop the person.

To be precise, it wasn't him who stopped them; it was the people who were running around who stopped.

Zhang Qilan turned around, looking at him expressionlessly, and immediately asked, "Who are you? Why are you following me?"

Zhang Haike felt a throbbing sensation in his temples.

Sensing Zhang Qilan's wariness, he quickly introduced himself: "My surname is Zhang, and my name is Zhang Haike. Your name is Zhang Qilan, and you are the patriarch of our Zhang family."

After saying this, Zhang Qilin did not respond immediately. He stood there quietly, his eyes lowered, lost in thought.

Seeing this, Zhang Haike had no choice but to take the initiative and probe, "Clan leader, where were you going in such a hurry?"

Zhang Qilin slightly raised his eyelids, his gaze indifferent, his tone flat: "I'm looking for someone."

"Who are you looking for?" Zhang Haike asked instinctively, but after asking, he had a few guesses in his mind.

Zhang Qi blinked and fell into a long silence again.

Yes, who is he looking for?

Fragmented images flooded my mind uncontrollably, like crumpled film reels.

Mottled, chaotic, and blurry.

He frowned, trying his best to dispel the fog and see those fleeting moments clearly.

After several struggles, a bright and lively smiling face was finally clearly etched in my mind.

The girl's eyes crinkled into crescents, her smile as radiant as a flower, and her silvery voice echoed in my ears: "I give you this bell, may it ring with every step, may it evoke a thought with every step."

He subconsciously looked down at his wrist, where he saw a bell bracelet, exactly the same as the one he remembered.

and many more.

Who is she? What is her name?

Zhang Qilin tried harder to recall, feeling that this matter was very important and he needed to remember it as soon as possible.

A sense of anxiety inexplicably rose in my heart.

finally--

He heard the girl's voice: "[Thank you for saving me. My name is Shen Mingchao.]"

"Shen Mingchao..."

Zhang Qilu murmured unconsciously.

These three words also accurately reached Zhang Haike's ears.

Zhang Haike held his forehead and let out a long breath.

as predicted.

Before he could think further, the person who had been quiet for so long suddenly made a move. Zhang Qilin said no more, turned around, and was about to leave.

Zhang Haike was startled and reacted quickly by reaching out and firmly grabbing the other person's arm.

"Chief, where are you going? Tell me, and I'll make the arrangements. It's faster than you walking."

Zhang Qilan had lost his memory, but his most basic senses remained. He nodded slightly: "I'm going to find Shen Mingchao. Do you know where she is?"

This traveler knows all too well.

but--

His gaze fell on the white bandage wrapped around Zhang Qilin's forehead and his sickly pale face, and he still spoke up to advise him:

"Chieftain, I know where Mingchao is. She's doing well, so you don't need to worry. You're still recovering from your serious injuries and shouldn't be traveling. Let's go back and rest first, and then I'll take you to find her, okay?"

He spoke as gently as possible, afraid that Zhang Qilan would refuse, and then he would be rejected.

"No." Zhang Qilin shook his head firmly: "Going now would be dangerous for her."

Zhang Haike was struggling to catch his breath and was racking his brains for other words to persuade Zhang Qilan to stay when he heard rustling footsteps coming from the bushes not far away.

He looked in the direction of the sound, and everything went black.

Two other people, still recovering from serious injuries, also appeared here, limping.

As soon as the two approached, he preemptively said, "Why aren't you resting in bed? What are you doing here?"

Zhang Haiyan said in a serious tone, "Didn't I hear that the clan leader ran away? I was worried, so of course I had to come and check."

As he spoke, he took two more steps forward, stood in front of Zhang Qilin, stared at him for a moment, then suddenly adopted a pained expression and began to wail in a drawn-out tone:

"Chieftain~~ How could you suddenly lose your memory again? It's all my fault, I failed to protect you~~"

Zhang Haike & Zhang Qianjun: "..."

Who made this kid happy again? It triggered his episode once more.

Zhang Qianjun looked disgusted and silently distanced himself from Zhang Haiyan. He then turned to Zhang Haike and asked bluntly, "Did you two just mention the Ming Dynasty? What happened to her?"

"Your ears are quite sharp." Zhang Haike lowered his voice and explained, "The clan chief said that the Ming Dynasty is in danger and he is determined to go find the Ming Dynasty, but he is seriously injured, and I am trying to persuade him to stay."

Hearing this, Zhang Haiyan came over and said, "Is it dangerous? No way, I have to go back too."

Veins bulged on Zhang Haike's forehead, and his tone became increasingly harsh: "I was talking about him, not you, right? He's badly injured, and you're doing much better? With such a large chunk of flesh bitten off your abdomen, you're still moving around? As if you're afraid you won't die soon enough?"

Zhang Haiyan pursed her lips, looking indifferent: "If you care about people, then care about them, but don't say such hurtful things."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Qianjun slowly raised his hand, his attitude clear: "If the Ming Dynasty is truly in danger, then I will go back too."

Zhang Haike: "..."

Tired.

Really.

Why was he the least injured? Why was he the one who cleaned up the mess? Why were they all so stubborn and wouldn't listen to advice?

In the end, he couldn't persuade Zhang Qiyu.

Once that clan chief gets stubborn, who can persuade him? I doubt even several horses could pull him back.

They planned to take a private plane back, but there was still a distance to the airport.

After Zhang Qilin got into the passenger seat, Zhang Haiyan and Zhang Qianjun naturally followed suit and got into the back seat.

As for Hei Xiazi, Zhang Haike specifically asked him about his opinion before setting off, but the other party waved his hand.

"I'll pass. I can't see now, and going back would only cause me more trouble. I'll stay near the Blind Tomb and keep an eye on things here."

Zhang Haike disagreed: "It's too dangerous for you to stay here in your condition. Why don't you come back with us first?"

Hei Xiazi shook his head again, but gave another reason: "I just contacted Boss Xie, and he said he'll be here with his men soon. So, I have to stay here."

Is it Xie Yuchen?

Hearing this person's name, Zhang Haike felt a little relieved. Although he didn't know the other person well, he knew that the other person was quite capable and was considered the most reliable person among the three generations of the Nine Gates.

Hei Xiazi: "By the way, Boss Xie also said that Chairman Zhang from the Crescent Moon Hotel said he would offer his help after hearing about this."

"Zhang Rishan..." Zhang Haike nodded: "Okay, I understand. Take care, we'll keep in touch by phone."

Since it concerns Shen Mingchao, their personal grudges should be put aside for now. Having more people means having more protection. They won't fight over important matters; that would be too foolish.