On the cruise ship heading back.
Gu Cheng's group of three, Jackie Chan's group of four, and CoCo's group of three all lay on the deck, greedily enjoying the soothing sunlight.
"Never in my life have I realized how good sunbathing could feel."
Wu Qing spoke with his eyes closed, a look of utter comfort on his face.
Simon and David murmured in agreement. "Sunshine, fresh air, good food, and good wine-now this is living."
"You said it. I'm giving myself a six-month vacation this time, to rest properly and enjoy life."
Over with the women.
"Bonnie, shall we go to a spa tomorrow? My face feels so dry. It must have happened in the tomb. The air down there was awful."
"Sure. I've been wanting to get a treatment myself."
"CoCo, are you coming?"
CoCo looked at Gu Cheng and his two companions sitting apart from the others in the distance, feeling a little down. Ever since they had left the tomb, Gu Cheng had been avoiding her, whether deliberately or not. She could not understand it.
What exactly was this man thinking?
"CoCo? CoCo?"
"Huh? What is it?"
"I asked if you wanted to come to the spa with us."
"Oh, sure. Okay, let's go together."
In the distance, Gu Cheng's trio sat together.
All three of them now had senses far beyond those of ordinary people. Even Lao Hu and Fatty could already sense the difference between ordinary artifacts and divine artifacts, detecting on divine artifacts
that faint, elusive, peculiar response.
So whether the others spoke loudly or whispered, they heard every word.
Fatty sneered. "Thieves are thieves. No matter how impressive a master thief might be, they're still just thieves who can't handle anything big. They made such a fuss over this little bit of hardship.