It was definitely bound to be perilous inside, and Ling Tianyang was worried. After all, three children were still here!
He insisted on not following them down and left the task to Ling Rufeng and Ling Yuyang's couple. Ling Rufeng even tossed a walkie-talkie back up.
The three of them could handle it, and if worst came to worst, the moment Ling Tianyang discovered the situation was amiss, he would immediately notify the Dragon Group people to come over.
Ling Rufeng looked at Beibei and the little one. Knowing the two children definitely possessed unusual abilities, he nodded in reassurance.
Little Irene shrugged, her tongue licking a lollipop with a look that clearly said this had nothing to do with her. In any case, all that glittering gold down below belonged to them anyway and wasn't going anywhere.
A certain cyborg simply took advantage of the crowd's inattention and jumped straight down. Immediately, several people started throwing punches, scrambling to be first!
Bai Baichuan spoke up. "All of you calm down. You've only just reached the tomb entrance, and you're already this impatient? Have you forgotten whose hands your lives are in?"
The crowd stopped instantly!
It was the King of Hell. Bai Baichuan's words were also a reminder that their enemy was still the King of Hell. Only by cooperating to find another way out of the ancient tomb and shaking off his control would they have a sliver of a chance of survival.
What good was killing each other right now?
Bai Baichuan wheeled his chair over to the edge of the ancient well and pressed a mechanism. The surroundings of the well began to lower. The corners of everyone's mouths twitched—if there was a mechanism, why on earth had they been trying to crawl down a well?