Compared to Zhang Qiling, who was staring blankly at the hole, the other two had much easier-to-understand reactions.
Mr. Fang was studying the several Golden Phoebe logs that would take three people to encircle, lost in thought. Fatty, meanwhile, circled the Yunding Heavenly Palace model eagerly, looking as though he wanted to pry a couple of pieces off it.
Wu Xie did not want to disturb Mr. Fang, but Fatty's behavior left him speechless. Could he not show a little more restraint...?
In the end, Wu Xie chose to go over to Zhang Qiling.
"What are you thinking about?"
When he heard Zhang Qiling say that he wanted to enter the hole again, Wu Xie hurriedly urged him to abandon the idea. Even if there was something precious inside, or an opportunity for Zhang Qiling to recover his memories, after so many years, anything that could still remain would not be going anywhere anytime soon.
Their lives at this very moment were far more important. They should escape this tomb safely first; they could come back after making proper preparations. Zhang Qiling was briefly swayed by his words.
Then Wu Xie charged headfirst into the hole!
Zhang Qiling was stunned!
The next moment, Zhang Qiling snapped back to his senses and dashed into the hole. He chased Wu Xie, who had somehow suddenly erupted with astonishing athletic ability, for quite a distance before tackling him to the ground and checking on him.
Having been suddenly thrown to the ground, Wu Xie hurt as if his entire body had been struck hard. Yet with that pain, the hazy feeling gradually receded.
Once he came back to himself, Wu Xie wore a lingeringly frightened expression.
"What happened? Why did you suddenly leave without even calling Fatty? Even if you weren't taking Fatty