"The time was seven hours ago."
Motan gracefully shifted his body, effortlessly dodging the sweet lemon water Jun Wu sprayed out, and leaned against the short-circuited intern, Liu Mu·Qin Kebei Er, behind him with a smile, "As of now, the main insiders of this matter are the Archaeologist Association of the City of Gold, a suspicious organization called the Evergreen 'Travel Troupe', and... you, Boss Jun, the person in charge of the No Night Area Traveler Inn in the City of Freedom."
After a few seconds, Jun Wu finally caught his breath, glaring at Motan with a hint of annoyance, "You did that on purpose while I was drinking!"
"Let's be reasonable. Clearly, it was you who wanted me to provide an exciting topic~"
Motan innocently shrugged at Jun Wu, then wrapped his arm around Xiao Liu's shoulder from behind, whispering with a chuckle, "So, exciting enough for you?"
