But Wang Ye quickly thought of something and asked, "Since you know where the tomb is, let me go. They might be big shots in the tomb-raiding world, but I'm no slouch either!"
"They can dig, and so can I!"
Wang Ye looked at Zhao Hai as though he were staring at an idiot.
Why hand such a good deal over to someone else when he could do it himself?
At first, he had thought the Great Elder giving him the contents of three warehouses had been a profit. But now it seemed like a blood loss. A fucking massive loss!
Zhao Hai raised his head and looked at Wang Ye for a long time. He was silent for a long time as well.
Finally.
"I thought that although you called yourself the Fifth Strategist, and there was a certain degree of narcissism involved, you were still among the smartest ones beneath the few of us."
"But now..."
"Perhaps Number One Brute Under Heaven suits you better. That title would be more deserved."
Zhao Hai's words left Wang Ye completely stunned. He stared at Zhao Hai with wide eyes.
Zhao Hai lit another cigarette for himself. "I built the tomb, buried the man, and placed the items inside."
Wang Ye finally came to his senses and could not help smacking his forehead.
Fuck!
He had been charging ahead blindly for too long lately and had grown unwilling to think!
He could no longer recapture the state of mind he had had when he battled wits with Maitreya!
But given Wang Ye's shamelessness, he simply grinned foolishly and said without a care, "Every wise man needs a fool by his side."
"If no one asks why at the crucial moment, how can the wise man show off?"
"And how can