Su Qiao kept her little face tense and spoke stiffly, as if she were extremely unwilling, but the gloom Jiang Han had been bottling up suddenly vanished.
"Just what is going on? I can't understand what you're saying."
She had left, then secretly come back.
There had to be a reason for that, right?
Su Qiao sat down across from him, tossed him a packet of biscuits, and handed him a bottle of water. "Did Old Man Su tell you about this mission's objective?"
Jiang Han froze for a moment. "Old Man Su?"
Was she referring to the Family Head?
Su Qiao tilted her head back and gulped down the whole bottle of water in one go. Only after wiping her mouth did she smoothly ask, "What did my grandpa tell you?"
"..."
So she really was referring to the Family Head.
Jiang Han found her somewhat strange.
He had a feeling... she had changed.
Although she had never liked talking before and had always seemed cold toward everyone, she had not actually been arrogant.
But the current her was domineering and forceful, whether in the way she acted or in the tone of her voice.
"Not going to tell me?"
He remained silent, so Su Qiao assumed he was unwilling to speak.
Jiang Han came back to himself and hurriedly said, "Find a tomb, then retrieve a set of Bamboo Slips and a flute."
It was more or less the same as the mission the original host had received.
She could even tell Jiang Han about this. It seemed Old Man Su truly trusted him.
Su Qiao silently grumbled to herself a couple of times.
"Then do you know that opening the stone door to the Main Tomb Chamber requires the blood of a descendant of the Su Family?"