Tomb Raiding: My Family's Last Clan Chief is Little Brother

Chapter 459 Punishment
In fact, Wu Xie himself was also exhausted. He really wanted to throw everything away and just go to sleep, but he couldn't. He had to pull himself together and deal with the current situation.

Zhang Haike glanced at his watch and said to Zhang Wuxun, "Wake that fat guy up, he's been sleeping long enough."

Zhang Wuxun got up, took out a small white porcelain bottle from his pocket, removed the cork, and brought the bottle opening close to the fat man's philtrum.

Wu Xie could smell a very bitter herbal odor even from the side. Less than five seconds later, Fatty suddenly sneezed violently, and his chubby body jolted off the bed.

"Sister? Sister?"

As soon as the fat man woke up, he muttered about his beloved clouds, looking left and right with bleary eyes, clearly still immersed in the dreamlike scene and unable to extricate himself.

Wu Xie poured a little water from the bottom of the cup into his palm, dipped his fingertips in the water, and flicked it onto Fatty's face. "Wake up, Fatty, the moon is already high in the sky."

"Then hurry up and move the quilt outside to air it out!"

The fat man subconsciously replied, then hastily grabbed the blanket and tried to stand up.

In her haste, she tripped over the tangled blanket and fell flat on her face, hitting her head on the pillow. She then lay motionless on her side.

"?" Wu Xie peeked at him and found that after falling down, he was smacking his lips and going to sleep again.

Wu Xie: "..."

Zhang Haike frowned in surprise. "How can he sleep so much? Even the energizing herbs from your Kham region don't work, Bai Ci."

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhang Wuxun said to Wu Xie, "Put him up. We're going into the snow mountain together, and he needs to hear what's coming next."

Wu Xie's lips twitched, and he quickly slapped Fatty awake, "Fatty, wake up, don't sleep, get up quickly, Yun Cai is here to see you."

The fat man's long snores suddenly stopped, and he sat up straight on the bed like a mummy, shouting as he looked around, "When did Sister arrive? Where is Sister?"

After rubbing his eyes to clear the sleep, Fatty finally came to his senses and angrily cursed at Wu Xie, grabbing whatever was around to throw at him. "Go to hell! You dare to try and fool me with Yun Cai? Where is Yun Cai? This is Motuo, how could Yun Cai possibly have come all this way?"

Wu Xie shrank his neck to dodge the towel thrown at him, quickly slipped off the bed, and dodged half a person behind Zhang Wuxun. He retorted, "You slept like a log, I couldn't wake you up no matter what I said, so I had to give you a little nudge. How about that? Are you more awake now?"

He couldn't help but sigh, "Tsk tsk tsk, people with families are really different. I never saw you this anxious when you were in the tomb with your pants on fire."

The fat man, having failed to catch the person, glared at him for a long time in anger. He then turned to look at the people around him and pointed, saying, "What the hell is going on here?"

Wu Xie poured a glass of water for Fatty and concisely recounted what had happened, emphasizing that everything he had seen was a dream.

The fat man was skeptical, his hesitant gaze sweeping over Zhang Wuxun. As if he had thought of something, his expression suddenly changed several times, and he said evasively, "I'll settle accounts with you later, kid. Hurry up and say what you want to say. I want to take a nap and savor my sweet dreams."

Wu Xie sensed something was wrong from his tone and was about to say something to change the subject when he heard a voice from the doorway. "If Wu Xie hadn't insisted that you come along, I would never have let a guy with a head full of useless idiots like you participate in our operation."

Zhang Haixing spoke with great dissatisfaction. She had been standing at the door after receiving her punishment and had heard their conversation. She had always looked down on the fat man, so she was naturally extremely disdainful upon hearing this.

"Although Wu Xie is also useless, at least what he says in his hallucinations is relatively positive, unlike you. What kind of nonsense are you talking about? It's simply unbearable to listen to. I can't understand why anyone would have their mind filled with such trivial matters between men and women during such a critical moment."

The fat man stared at Zhang Haixing's arrogant expression for a moment, then asked Zhang Haike, "How old is your girl? Has she never had a boyfriend before?"

Zhang Haike paused for a moment, glanced at Zhang Haixing subconsciously, and replied, "You don't need to worry about that."

“I knew it,” the fat man said with a sudden realization. “At such an advanced age, he has never experienced the joys of love. No wonder he’s going through early menopause and has such a bad temper.”

"What did you say?!" Zhang Haixing was furious and walked in to hit him.

Zhang Haike stopped her halfway and gave her a warning look, "Haixing!"

Although Zhang Haike didn't particularly like unruly people like Fatty, these were extraordinary times, and it was best to avoid causing trouble.

Zhang Haixing glared at the fat man with fierce eyes, as if she wanted to tear him apart.

The fat man shrank his neck in a mocking manner, his eyes defiant, "Go ahead and hit me, go ahead and hit me!"
Zhang Haike still wanted to protect his sister. He looked at the fat man disapprovingly and said, "It's really impolite of you to ask a girl's age so casually."

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding. Aren't all members of the Zhang family long-lived? I was just asking out of curiosity, there was absolutely no other meaning behind it." The fat man had hit a nerve, and knew when to stop.

Zhang Haixing frowned, swallowed her anger, and turned her head away in disgust to sit down on a chair.

The wound on her back was still throbbing. The Zhang family members recovered quickly, so her uncle didn't hold back much when he struck her. The two lashes of the discipline whip landed squarely on her body. This punishment was exactly what Zhang Haixing had expected.

What frustrated her was that the test didn't go as planned; the two lashes were essentially for nothing.

Zhang Wuxun keenly noticed the change in Zhang Haike's attitude. He glanced at Zhang Haixing, who was sitting upright, and understood after a moment's thought.

He had experienced similar punishments when he was a child; they were neither too severe nor too severe and were harmless. They were a common disciplinary method used by the Zhang family when someone made a mistake. What made him feel gratified was that Zhang Haike was not indifferent to his words, which was a good sign.

"Now I'll introduce our follow-up plans." Zhang Haike took out a hand-drawn map and spread it out in front of Wu Xie and Fatty.

“In a few days, you two will embark on a real snow mountain journey with my sister, Bai Ci, and another German to find the place where our chieftain used to live, learn about everything that happened there, and retrieve what he left behind. I think everyone should agree on this premise.”

The hand-drawn map is very detailed, with many strange symbols, most of which are Tibetan that Wu Xie cannot understand. However, some people have made annotations in Chinese characters, and to make matters worse, they are in the "Slender Gold" style of calligraphy.

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