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“It’s fine, I’ve practiced.” Lin Chuan showed a slight smile.

If it was just tomb robbers, it shouldn’t be a problem.

“There may be many people on the other side, you alone, two fists can’t beat four hands, I’ll go with you!” Qin Sisi said earnestly.

“You?” Lin Chuan was taken aback.

“Qianqian always practiced with me.” Qin Sisi said.

Lin Chuan looked at Qin Sisi.

In the dim light, Qin Sisi’s eyes were full of determination.

Shen Qianqian said she wasn’t a delicate girl.

If Qin Sisi practiced with her, she should also be quite skilled.

He then looked at Old Yao and said, “Alright, Old Yao, take him back and then follow the original path to bring the team down, remember not to touch or step on any strange things in the tomb passages.”

Old Yao looked at Lin Chuan and Qin Sisi, suddenly realizing that, at this moment, he, the archaeological team leader, had become a burden.

But now was not the time to show off.

“Okay, take care of yourselves. I’ll bring people down quickly!” Old Yao complied with Lin Chuan’s decision, immediately carried the unconscious archaeologist on his back, and took him back for treatment.

The tomb passage was quiet.

Only Lin Chuan and Qin Sisi were left.

“Remember, follow my commands and stay close to me.” Lin Chuan looked at Qin Sisi and cautioned her.

Qin Sisi looked at the handsome young man in front of her, nodded, and added, “If we encounter tomb robbers and a conflict arises, you run first, I’ll cover you.”

Lin Chuan’s lips curled up, teasingly saying, “Alright.”

The Nanyue Royal Family’s Ancient Tomb complex was vast.

Just the maze of tomb passages took Lin Chuan and Qin Sisi a long time to traverse, not to mention finding people inside.

A cold aura pervaded the ancient tomb.

Fortunately, Lin Chuan was adept in mechanical techniques, and he managed to avoid several deadly traps.

Otherwise, they might not even find others before falling victim to one themselves.

At the end of the tomb passage was a huge stone gate, which puzzled Lin Chuan and Qin Sisi because the stone gate was opened.

They had gone inside.

As for whether it was Zhong Xunfeng or the tomb-robbing gang, Lin Chuan did not know.

“There might be an encounter ahead; you need to be careful.” Lin Chuan turned to Qin Sisi beside him and warned.

Qin Sisi pursed her lips, nodded, and said, “You need to be more careful; I might not be able to look out for you if it comes to a fight.”

“Alright then.”

Lin Chuan didn’t explain much, but followed the stone gate and moved inside.

The burial chamber was spacious; in the dim light, Lin Chuan saw huge bluestone slabs laid on the floor, the stone’s surface mottled.

Not far ahead, in the center of the burial chamber, was an altar, with a three-legged bronze cauldron standing still above it, and beside it, three stone coffins with delicately carved cloud patterns and beast-face patterns, exuding an aura of ancient times.

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