Bao Zi was very curious about the ancient tomb modified by Zhaosi, so after dinner, Zhaosi took him on a tour.
Above ground was a film city, below ground was an ancient tomb tour. Zhaosi had been in charge of tomb excavations before and had encountered many strange and bizarre things in various ancient tombs she had dug up.
Bao Zi happened to like such stories; one loved to talk, the other loved to listen. They completely ignored Shunfeng, who was scratching his head frantically in impatience, and had such a great conversation as if they regretted not meeting sooner.
"Senior, do something!" Shunfeng ran over, lowered his voice and said.
"Hmm? Do what?" I was watching their backs, but my mind was elsewhere.
"Qingqing wants to stay here."
"Oh, then..." Before I could say no, the electronic doorbell rang.
