Tomb raiding: A mere 20 is nothing!

The Shen Mingchao in front of them felt extremely unfamiliar.

That gaze carried a strong sense of scrutiny, its eyes devoid of any emotional fluctuation, coldly and slowly sweeping over every face present, as if selecting a target.

This situation is clearly very unusual.

An uneasy atmosphere filled the air, and everyone's face was solemn.

A question quietly surfaced in everyone's minds.

Has Shen Mingchao truly come to his senses?

But no one dared to make any rash moves.

Time ticked by, and the two sides remained locked in a stalemate—the calm before the storm.

Until the gazes that had been wandering among the crowd suddenly stopped, like an iron nail, firmly fixed on one person.

The chill dissipated from the depths of his pupils.

Instead, a fascinating glimmer of light appeared.

She curled the corners of her lips into a smile.

The cunning fox finally found her prey among the vast crowd.

So she extended her sharp claws and pounced with lightning speed, snatching her prey into her den.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them disappeared from the spot.

The remaining people were completely dumbfounded.

"What the heck?!"

The sounds of traditional Chinese opera filled the ward.

The crowd erupted in uproar as they watched two grown men disappear right before their eyes.

Some people rubbed their eyes in disbelief, thinking they were hallucinating; others frantically searched everywhere, even under the bed, but found nothing.

The most composed among them were the Zhang family members and Qi Qiu.

They had seen this kind of thing before; as the saying goes, practice makes perfect. More than being shocked, they were curious.

Zhang Qianjun: "It's the clan chief again."

His tone was sarcastic.

Zhang Haike chimed in, "I wonder where the Ming Dynasty will take the clan chief?"

"Sigh, when will I be able to experience something like this?"

Zhang Haiyan leaned against the wall, his face full of regret. He casually put his hand on Zhang Haixia's shoulder, but suddenly felt that something was wrong.

and many more.

Why are the shrimp still here?

He quickly looked up and spotted another person in the crowd, Wang Can, who shouldn't be there.

What happened?

Why didn't the two of them leave with them?

During the two weeks that Shen Mingchao was in a coma, everyone had a major confession session. After all, their identities were completely exposed, and there was nothing left to hide from each other.

Zhang Haiyan had a bad feeling and suddenly stood up straight. He was about to ask Zhang Haixia what was going on when, before he could speak, he turned his head and saw Zhang Haixia's extremely ugly face.

My heart suddenly tightened.

He asked urgently, "Shrimp Boy, has something happened?"

Zhang Haixia glanced hastily at Zhang Haiyan, not having time to explain much, and then looked at Wang Can, whose face was also ashen.

After exchanging a brief glance, the two looked at Zhang Rishan together.

To be precise, it was the jade bracelet he had just picked up.

"Chairman Zhang," Zhang Haixia walked over, her tone earnest, "could you please hand over this bracelet to me?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Rishan raised his eyes and calmly met the gaze of this Zhang family member who had come back from the dead.

After witnessing Shen Mingchao and Zhang Qiyu disappear, he was surprised and then heard a faint sound.

They looked in the direction of the sound.

On the smooth ground, a translucent jade bracelet lay quietly.

It was the bracelet that matched the one on his wrist.

It was also what they called their place of refuge.

It is said that there is a large space inside.

He inexplicably bent down and picked up the bracelet, examining it closely against the light.

The jade is clear and smooth to the touch; it is indeed a bracelet of excellent quality.

Apart from that, there's nothing special about it.

Is a bracelet really that mysterious?

Just as Zhang Rishan was wondering what was going on, someone came to ask for it.

Although he hadn't interacted much with Zhang Haixia these past few days, his intuition told him that this person was different from some others; he was a calm, steady, and extremely reliable person.

"Okay." He handed the bracelet over directly.

With the bracelet in hand, Zhang Haixia gave Wang Can a barely perceptible nod. The next second, following past experience, the two closed their eyes and prepared to enter the space inside the bracelet.

A breeze arose from the room, and the two figures vanished in the blink of an eye. But before anyone could be surprised, they reappeared out of thin air and even fell to the ground.

He looked extremely disheveled.

Zhang Haiyan quickly helped Zhang Haixia up, only to see that the other's brows were tightly furrowed and his face was as dark as a storm cloud.

Wang Can wasn't much better off.

His reaction was even more extreme than Zhang Haixia's; he swore and suddenly slammed his fist on the table.

With a loud "bang," everyone was startled.

Seeing the two of them like this, everyone immediately realized the seriousness of the situation.

Zhang Haike hurriedly asked, "Can you explain what exactly happened?"

Faced with the questioning looks from everyone, Zhang Haixia closed her eyes in despair and said with difficulty, "She sealed off the space, and we were thrown out directly."

"Her? Ming Dynasty?" Xie Yuchen understood: "You mean Ming Dynasty is inside the bracelet?"

"right."

"So, you all look so upset because she won't let you in?"

Zhang Haixia shook her head: "No, it's not just for that reason."

"What's the reason? Can you stop playing games and explain yourself clearly?" Liu Sang was an impatient person.

"Wait a minute!" Wu Xie suddenly stood up, eager to voice his doubts, "So, the young master is also inside the bracelet? What are we going to do with him tomorrow?"

That hit the nail on the head.

Everyone's heart skipped a beat.

Yes, why bring people in and then refuse entry to them?

This exclusivity is quite intriguing.

Everyone present was intelligent. Seeing Zhang Haixia and Wang Can on the verge of collapse, after a little thought, a cruel idea quietly emerged.

A lone man and a lone woman, alone in a room.

What can it do?

Everything goes without saying.

An eerie, deathly silence fell over the room.

"laugh!"

A sneer escaped from Hei Xiazi's lips. His sunglasses concealed the emotions in his eyes. He didn't speak, but instead rubbed his tongue against his teeth, and his aura subtly darkened.

He turned and walked towards the door.

"Blind man, where are you going?" Hearing Jie Yuchen's voice, he didn't turn around, but said, "It's too stuffy in the room, I'm going to find a place to have a smoke."

He was afraid he would suffocate if he stayed like this any longer.

"Take me with you." Wu Xie stood up with a gloomy face and followed Hei Xiazi's steps.

"Take me with you too." Before leaving, the white snake glanced at the bracelet, a hint of sadness flashing across her face.

Several more people left one after another.

They simply couldn't stay any longer.

Blackie is right, this room is too stuffy, they feel like they're suffocating.

The only one who was rather unruly was Li Chu.

He couldn't accept it at all. His eyes were bloodshot. He grabbed Zhang Haixia's arms and roared at them to come up with a solution.

Zhang Haixia didn't indulge him either.

He subdued the person in a few swift movements, his tone cold and hard: "Stop making trouble. This is her wish, and we can only respect her choice."

Zhang Haiyan, who was standing next to him, seemed to be in a good mood. He has a low moral standard and is quite accepting of this kind of thing.

Moreover, he was quite happy that Shen Mingchao had chosen a clan leader.

It's always easier to steal someone from your own family than from an outsider.

The clan leader will probably spare him out of consideration for family ties, right? As long as he's tough enough.

"By the way, when will they come out?"

He asked Zhang Haixia, who shrugged and said, "I don't know."

He looked up at the ceiling, completely disregarding everyone else present, and blurted out his analysis: "As for the clan leader... it shouldn't be too fast, right?"

"...I refuse to answer."

Zhang Haixia sighed and rubbed his forehead in exasperation.

Can this guy be a little more mindful of the occasion? Is it appropriate to discuss this at a time like this?