"Alright, watching you deal the cards so slowly." Xize took over the cards, "Let me do it."
Soon, the three of them started a game of Dou Dizhu.
Time ticked away second by second, and Lujia’s forehead was covered with sticky notes.
He tossed down his cards, laughing and sighing, "This gentleman’s card skills are impressive, I admit defeat."
"Thanks for letting me win," Xize said nonchalantly, "Child’s play."
Di Wu Yue glanced at the blond young man, "You’re not teasing me today, is the sun rising from the west?"
"I’m being nice to you and you’re still not happy," Xize folded his arms, "Do you have a masochistic tendency, third-class cripple?"
"You’re always the one bullying people," Di Wu Yue’s ears twitched, "They’re here."
Xize turned his head, just in time to see someone crawling in from the side door.
Then more people followed, all looking rather disheveled.
Di Wu Yue raised a hand, smiling and greeting, "Hi—"
"Di Wu Yue, why are you here?" The young man beside Luo Ziqiu couldn’t believe it, as he saw the scattered cards, "You guys, sitting here playing cards?"
"..."
The surrounding air seemed to have stopped flowing.
They risked their lives to get here, and Di Wu Yue was leisurely playing cards?
Gu Hongxiu’s fingers tightened, her nails inadvertently digging into her palms.
It was the elder who broke the silence, speaking up, "Miss Yue, did you encounter any danger on your way here?"
"Nope," Di Wu Yue blinked her innocent big eyes, "Did you guys run into danger?"
Everyone exchanged glances, too embarrassed to say that thirteen people had died trying to reach the main tomb chamber.
Gu Hongxiu relaxed her grip, smiling sweetly, "Since Miss Yue came to the main tomb chamber so easily, why didn’t you mention it earlier, did you know that thirteen people are permanently left here?"
"Even if I said it, would you believe me?" Di Wu Yue felt annoyed for the first time, "So much nonsense, get lost, get lost, I’m not a man, I don’t feel sorry for women."
"Alright, Hongxiu, say no more." Luo Ziqiu’s voice was slow, "Let’s see if there’s anything we can take with us."
Though he said that, he knew reality would likely not meet expectations.
Di Wu Yue clearly arrived several hours earlier; if there were treasures, she must have taken them all.
No need for Luo Ziqiu to remind them, the Fortune Teller and Diviner had already begun searching.
However, they had no solutions.
"No, we can’t break this formation," the elder shook his head, "Strange, it’s been almost four thousand years, how is this formation still so strong."
Gu Hongxiu suddenly spoke again, "Miss Yue must know how to break the formation since you could find the correct path, right?"
"Eh, I can break it, but I won’t, what can you do about it?" Di Wu Yue responded lazily, "If you’re so capable, go ahead."
Gu Hongxiu was so angry she was about to explode, her chest heaving, but she still managed a smile, "Miss Yue, you’re joking."
Xize shot a cold glance, "Shut up."
His deep blue eyes instantly froze over, yet there was a murderous intent breaking through the ice.
The sudden coldness came overwhelmingly.
Gu Hongxiu’s face turned pale, almost losing her footing.
"Let’s go," Di Wu Yue reflexively pulled Xize’s hand, "Not sticking with them, bad omen."
Xize paused, his lashes lowered.
The girl’s hand was soft and tender, like cotton candy.
Then, his hand slowly tightened.
No matter what, it felt nice like this.
After death, Princess Qiong Yu guarded this land, and the Protector-General guarded her.
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