Tomb raiding: Those who achieve immortality all have tattoos.

Chen Yan slowly stood up: "Have you rested enough? Let's go then."

After everyone packed their things, they got up and continued their journey. However, Wu Xie was still curious and asked, "Brother Yan, are you saying that your mother is from the Northern School of Tomb Raiders, and your father... is the Fourth Master of the Nine Gates of the Southern School?"

Chen Yan glanced at Wu Xie beside him and said, "According to seniority, you should call me uncle."

"......."

Wu Xie fell silent, because he realized that according to the seniority system within the Nine Gates, it really was...

Chen Pi's son is of the same generation as his third uncle.

However, looking at Chen Yan's face, which was even more youthful than his own, Wu Xie simply couldn't bring himself to call him "Uncle."

Pan Zi smoothed things over, saying, "Young Master Chen, since you two are Northern School tomb raiders, then we must be able to find the tomb chamber, right?"

Glancing at Pan Zi, Chen Yan said calmly, "If we can't find it, wouldn't we lose face as tomb raiders?"

Wu Xie caught a glimpse of the tiger out of the corner of his eye and quickly asked, "Um, Brother Yan, can I ask if the tiger is from the Unloading Ridge faction?"

Chen Yan glanced at Wu Xie: "It's rare to see someone from the Southern School understand someone from the Northern School so well."

"Hey, we're in the same industry."

Wu Xie smiled, and Chen Yan said, "Didn't you see what's in the Tiger's backpack?"

thing?

What is that?

Wang Yueban thought for a moment, and Zhang Qiling suddenly said, "Centipede Hanging Mountain Ladder."

Wu Xie looked bewildered, while Pan Zi and Wang Yueban's eyes lit up at the same time.

"Damn, I completely overlooked that, Fatty."

Pan Zi explained to Wu Xie, "Third Master, the Centipede Hanging Mountain Ladder is also called the Ridge Unloading Armor."

"The Centipede-shaped Mountain Ladder can be assembled and disassembled, and can be modified into various shapes. It can be used to build ladders over mountains and bridges over rivers, and can also counter various ancient tomb traps."

"This is the unique secret weapon of the Unloading Ridge Warriors."

Wu Xie suddenly realized what had happened, remembering what was in the tiger's bag earlier, and said, "So that's how it is."

The tiger glanced at Panzi, said nothing, and obediently followed behind.

Wang Yueban chuckled dryly and asked, "Um, Brother Yan, how come the people from the Unloading Ridge faction are your employees?"

Chen Yan glanced at Wang Yueban and said calmly, "Meng Hu and Lao Jiu are my brothers, not just buddies."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Wang Yueban felt that Chen Yan was a nemesis to him.

Why do I always run into obstacles in front of him, despite my usually smooth and tactful nature?

Old Nine glanced at Wang Yueban and said with a half-smile, "But speaking of which, do you really have a Tomb Raider Talisman? After all, there's still one Tomb Raider Talisman that hasn't appeared yet."

"Maybe yours is real, and the three of us could get together?"

Wang Yueban laughed and said, "Where did you get a tomb-raiding talisman? I was just bragging. Those things even fade."

Old Nine nodded: "That's a pity."

Wang Yueban dared not accept this.

The rule of tomb raiding is to take only a small amount and make a steady profit.

But Xieling is different. How could Xieling only take one or two items?

After all, when the Unloading Ridge faction goes out, they mobilize hundreds or thousands of troops, and if it's the Scorpion Tomb, they can mobilize tens of thousands.

One or two items are enough for who to share?

That's why Chen Yan suggested that Meng Hu find someone to empty the Cloud Palace.

Because only the Unloading Ridge crew can leave no trace of grass in their wake.

After walking for several hours above the snow line, it gradually got dark.

They found an abandoned outpost and decided to rest there for the night.

Chen Yan threw his backpack on the ground and sat down. Lao Jiu took out food and water from the backpack: "Brother Yan, wait a moment."

"Tiger, let's go gather some firewood."

"it is good."

After the two left, Wu Xie and the others sat down, and Pan Zi and Fatty went to help.

Zhang Qiling sat by the door, pondering Chen Yan's appearance and what he should do next.

Bored, Wu Xie looked at Chen Yan and asked, "Brother Yan, you look so young, how old are you?"

Wu Xie thought to himself, Chen Pi's child should at least be like Xiao Ge, maybe even live a long life?

Then Chen Yan said, "20."

Wu Xie's smile froze, and even Zhang Qiling looked up at Chen Yan, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

After all, although Chen Yan looks young, he speaks and acts with composure and maturity, not at all like a young man who is only twenty years old.

Wu Xie asked incredulously in a low voice, "How old are you?"

"twenty."

Chen Yan looked at Wu Xie with great interest, after all, Wu Xie and the others had been calling him "Brother Yan" the whole way.

Wu Xie swallowed hard: "Is twenty just a small amount?"

"no."

"........."

Wu Xie said: I need some peace and quiet.

Wu Xie, who couldn't figure it out for a long time, turned his head to look at Chen Yan.

Pan Zi and the others had all returned by now. Wang Yueban was just about to sit down when he heard Wu Xie say, "Wait, you're only twenty years old. Have I been calling you 'brother' the whole way?"

Losing her balance, Wang Yueban landed hard on her bottom, wincing in pain.

and many more.

"Naive, who did you just say was twenty years old?"

Wang Yueban looked at Wu Xie in shock. Wu Xie pointed at Chen Yan: "He is twenty years old."

Wang Yue stiffened as he looked at Chen Yan, who rested his chin on his hand and smiled at him.

"So what if you're twenty?"

Pan Zi was also surprised to find that Chen Yan, who looked mature and experienced, was only twenty years old.

He was so concerned at first not only because the situation had changed, but also because he thought Chen Yan, like Zhang Qiling, was long-lived.

After all, Chenpi's son shouldn't be this young, right?

Who knew she really was twenty years old?

Wu Xie gritted his teeth and forced out, "Do you know how old I am this year?"

How big?

"I'm 26!"

Wang Yueban even said, "I'm over thirty."

Chen Yan nodded: "And then?"

"And then we called you Brother Yan the whole way?"

Wu Xie stared wide-eyed at Chen Yan, who nodded: "So?"

"you....."

Wu Xie didn't know what to say.

Chen Yan slowly said, "I won't mention Wang Yueban, but as for you, if you don't want to call me Brother Yan, calling me Uncle Yan is fine too, and I'll still agree."

Wu Xie: ...Damn it!

"Young Master, the fire's lit. Are you hungry?"

Pan Zi stepped in to help Wu Xie out of the predicament, and Chen Yan didn't care, since it didn't matter whether Wu Xie called him "uncle" or not.

He's not here to claim kinship with the Wu family.

Besides, this thing, as he said before, is just a gentleman's agreement.

Lao Jiu was already heating up canned food for Chen Yan.

Wu Xie and the others stood around the fire, looking at the canned food in Lao Jiu's hand, which was clearly much more expensive. Wu Xie asked curiously, "Is this expensive?"

"It's alright."

Old Jiu casually replied, "It's only thirty yuan a box."