Tomb raiding: Trying to become a little painter

On the other side, Pingxia Bus Station.

A white Santana was parked at the parking lot. Inside, two men dressed as employees each took a sign from the back seat. The sign read "Welcome" on the left and "Master" on the right. They placed the signs in front of the car and leaned against the windshield, looking around.

Liu Sang is still young, only about ten years old. He has shoulder-length hair tied in a small bun. His fair face is furrowed with irritation. His eyes are scanning the situation outside the station, and his ears twitch from time to time, as if he is listening to something or looking for someone.

Meanwhile, in front of the Santana, two blond-haired men were waving signs and looking around, as if trying to make eye contact with someone.

"Why hasn't it arrived yet? Wasn't it supposed to be here at this time?"

The blond guy on the left waved the sign for a while, then got tired and reached into his pocket with one hand. He pulled out a pack of cigarettes, opened it with one hand, put it in his mouth, put the pack back in his pocket, and then pulled out a green lighter, flicking it to a stop...

As smoke began to billow from the blond-haired man's mouth, he complained to the person next to him.

"Brother Mao, Boss Jing said that this time we've invited a master. I heard he has a unique skill, so we need him to guide us on this job!"

"It's normal for someone with such talent to have an eccentric temper. Brother Mao, you'd better rein in your temper later."

The man with the buzz cut standing next to the blond-haired guy was tall and strong, but his words gave the impression of being thoughtful and meticulous. Every time he opened his mouth, he offered advice.

"Okay, okay~ Stop nagging. You're always talking so much, it's like drilling into my ear. Do you think I, your brother Mao, don't know these social niceties?"

The blond guy took a deep drag of his cigarette, glanced at the crew-cut man next to him, rolled his eyes, and said irritably.

"Brother Mao, I'm just trying to complete the task that Master Jing assigned to us. When we go back, we'll have a good reputation among those big shots, and they'll think of us more often when there are good opportunities in the future!"

The man with the buzz cut scratched his head and explained to the blond-haired man.

What the two didn't notice was that at the station exit, a little boy who was only about 1.56 meters tall was scanning his surroundings with his eyes and walking steadily toward the direction where the two had parked.

Da da da… da da da…

With a step, Liu Sang gradually approached the two simpletons, his brain slowly processing the information he had heard, occasionally frowning.

So annoying! These people are so talkative, it's unbearable!

Liu Sanggang stood for a while after coming out of the exit. After listening for several minutes to gather information, he finally found a clue in the dense noise and felt relieved.

Recently, he has been practicing listening to information to investigate. Fortunately, at the station, a key location, the information is usually about where people are going and returning, and the rest are people picking up and dropping off people. This makes it easier to investigate, and it also allowed Liu Sang to accurately hear the information he was looking for.

"You're the people sent by Master Wu?"

Liu Sang looked at the two people standing in front of him on the hood of the car and asked them a question with a calm expression.

"Second Master Wu?"

"You...you...you little brat, you're the expert we're supposed to meet? No way, how old are you?"

Huang Mao had just finished smoking and had just stubbed out the cigarette butt, thrown it on the ground, and stomped on it a few times when he suddenly heard a clear male voice asking him a question. After hearing what was said, he asked back in shock, his eyes scanning Huang Mao like rays.

"Let's go!"

Liu Sang didn't want to waste time explaining anything to the two of them. That's just his personality. He took his things, walked to the back door, grabbed the handle, threw his luggage in, and then climbed into the back seat. He sat down in the soft chair, leaned back, and closed his eyes to rest.

"Who is this...?"

Watching Liu Sang's smooth and effortless maneuvering, completely ignoring him, the blond-haired man grumbled irritably, patted the crew-cut man on the shoulder, and told them to get in the car, start it, and drive off…

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Pingxia, on the edge of the mudflats.

White tents were set up one after another, and people walked back and forth, taking stock of the supplies they had brought. Others would occasionally walk out of the mudflats, looking for yellow mud in the surrounding area. They would soak the mud in plastic bags or water, pack it up, and pile it up near the tents to build simple earthen stoves for cooking.

Didi didi~

A Santana car drove up from a distance and stopped about 400 to 500 meters away from the tent cluster. The driver and the people in the back seat got out of the car and walked towards the tents.

Among the tents, one was significantly larger than the others, and inside sat a group of people, engaged in a heated discussion while looking at the documents on the table.

"Mr. Qin, where did you find the information about the South China Sea Kingdom?"

After Wu Erbai finished looking at the thick stacks of documents on the table, although he knew that the other party had the country as a backer, he still tentatively asked Qin Henian a question.

"Although there isn't much information about the King of the South Sea on the surface, we don't just have what's out in the open. Others have things hidden in secret, you have things hidden in secret, and of course we have things hidden in secret as well."

Although the words weren't very clear, Qin Henian could still answer such an unimportant question, while also giving Wu Erbai a warning, letting him know how correct his current choice was. At the same time, he could also get Wu Erbai to help spread the word, so that at least the Nine Gates would know why they ended up in jail.

“Mr. Qin is right. Our Wu family will naturally give our full support to national policies, accept national regulations in their entirety, and fully cooperate with national actions.”

Wu Erbai was very smart. He would never bring up topics that shouldn't be explored a second time. Since he already knew the truth, not to mention his two younger brothers, who had probably already been thoroughly investigated, let alone him.

"Alright, then let Wu Xie briefly explain the precautions for the underground palace of the South Sea King."

Qin Henian didn't want to do anything unnecessary. Since he wanted to cultivate Wu Xie, he naturally had to let him take the lead... Once things were clearer, he could be specially recruited to serve the country more.

Wow!

Just then, the tent flap was lifted, and a boy carrying a suitcase and a backpack appeared at the tent entrance. He glanced at everyone inside the tent, then fixed his gaze in one direction. He casually put down his suitcase and walked quickly toward the person he was looking for.

"Idol!"