Tomb raiding: A mere 20 is nothing!

Wu Xie and his friends booked a hot pot restaurant.

The four-story building is a traditional Chinese-style building with an antique appearance. The building is decorated with exquisite wooden carvings, and the plaque in the middle has three characters written in a flamboyant style: "Manxianglou".

Shen Mingchao followed Hei Xiazi and Huo Xiuxiu up to the fourth floor. Looking around, it seemed they had booked the entire fourth floor.

Wu Xie and his group naturally sat at the main table at the very back.

Shen Mingchao glanced around and decided to sit next to Zhang Qiyu. After all, they were roommates who had survived in the wilderness together for five months, and she felt closer to Zhang Qiyu.

Zhang Qi glanced at it, then continued to stare blankly.

With everyone present, the banquet officially began.

As always, the fat guy acted as the mood-maker, urging everyone to start eating and saying that the water in the pot had boiled.

Upon hearing this, Shen Mingchao immediately started adding vegetables and meat. Aside from mushrooms, she now had a bit of a phobia of fungi.

A fragrant aroma wafted over, and Shen Mingchao, holding the bowl, was almost overwhelmed by the scent.

The moment she took her first bite, her eyes lit up, and she radiated happiness.

Who could understand the significance of the first hot pot meal after five months of vegetarianism? She declared that people cannot live without meat, just as fish cannot live without water.

Perhaps it was because Shen Mingchao was enjoying his meal so much that the others suddenly felt that this hot pot, which they had eaten many times before, tasted inexplicably much better than usual.

But they taste exactly the same.

Shen Mingchao was unaware of their thoughts; otherwise, she would have explained to them: "Hey! That's the charm of mukbang!"

Xie Yuchen glanced at Shen Mingchao a few times, then whispered to Huo Xiuxiu, "It seems you two get along quite well."

Huo Xiuxiu nodded: "Brother Xiaohua, this girl is indeed very warm and friendly. She chatted with me the whole way here, chirping like a lively little bird. We even made plans to get our nails done together this afternoon."

Huo Xiuxiu spoke a little louder at the end, and Shen Mingchao happened to hear it.

She immediately turned her head and added, "We're also going to Wangfujing City Walk."

"City Walk?" Xie Yuchen was a little confused.

Shen Mingchao explained roughly: "The literal translation is city stroll. It's a popular way of traveling among young people, commonly known as: taking a walk."

Although the others didn't speak, they all eavesdropped. When they heard the word "young people," their expressions became quite intriguing.

Age is indeed an issue that cannot be ignored, especially since the youngest among them is 20 years older than Shen Mingchao, not to mention some who are over 100 years old.

Suddenly, a sense of guilt welled up inside me.

Through the rising mist, the girl's beautiful face was faintly visible. Her hair was styled in a bun, revealing her slender neck, which was flushed a pale pink by the steam.

I can't watch anymore.

Everyone quickly looked away and began clinking glasses to distract themselves.

After a few rounds of drinks, Shen Mingchao, having eaten and drunk his fill, became restless. The room was mostly filled with men, all smoking and drinking, making the air rather noisy and not very fresh.

Shen Mingchao respects other people's habits; if she feels uncomfortable in this environment, she can leave early.

Just as he was about to speak, his gaze inadvertently swept across the room and unexpectedly collided with a drunken middle-aged man.

She didn't take it seriously and quickly looked away, but the man's gaze seemed glued to her.

Shen Mingchao felt extremely uncomfortable.

She frowned and looked back again.

The middle-aged man sitting some distance away had flushed cheeks. He glanced up and down with a sullen look in his eyes and a malicious smile.

Shen Mingchao's face instantly darkened.

Considering that the other party might be Wu Xie or Xie Yuchen's people, she would be considerate of their feelings and would not make a big fuss about it, but that does not mean she would swallow her anger.

Whoever's person is responsible for handling it; all she needs to do is complain.

Shen Mingchao quietly tugged at Huo Xiuxiu's sleeve.

After spending some time together, she felt that Huo Xiuxiu was someone worth befriending. As women, they could empathize with each other on such matters.

"What's wrong?" Huo Xiuxiu looked over.

Shen Mingchao leaned close to Huo Xiuxiu's ear, gestured with his eyes, and pointed to the middle-aged man, saying in a soft, sweet voice:

"Sister Xiuxiu, I don't like the way that man is looking at me. I want to go out for some fresh air, is that okay?"

Shen Mingchao did not deliberately keep quiet when she said this; she shouldn't be hiding this kind of thing.

If you want to use someone else to do your dirty work, you have to let others hear it. Fortunately, Wu Xie and his friends always have very sharp ears.

Upon hearing these words, Huo Xiuxiu frowned and immediately exchanged glances with Wu Xie and the others, whose faces were grim.

A few glances exchanged a good strategy.

Huo Xiuxiu turned to Shen Mingchao, her tone very gentle: "Chaochao, let's go get our nails done. You don't need to worry about the rest, someone will take care of it."

"Okay." Shen Mingchao nodded obediently.

Before following Huo Xiuxiu, she smiled and greeted Wu Xie and the others, exchanging a few polite words.

When Wu Xie and the others faced her, they maintained their smiles and told her and Xiu Xiu to have fun.

Shen Mingchao readily agreed.

After she followed Huo Xiuxiu into the stairwell, the once lively fourth floor fell silent instantly.

She deliberately slowed her pace and listened carefully.

I only vaguely heard a few words.

"If you don't want your eyes anymore, I don't mind removing them for you!"

"I think you're tired of living!"

"You son of a bitch..."

No need to listen to anything more, these few sentences are enough.

Shen Mingchao smiled and hummed a little tune as he went downstairs.

Wuhu! Hunting time!