"Huh? Dean Davis, such a strange na..."
The archaeology team mbers were all hobodies who never paid attention to car races. They didn’t know about Gu Shiyin’s identity revelation at the racetrack and didn’t think much of it, only finding the foreign professor’s title quite odd—not called a professor, but a dean.
Behind the coffin, Bai Fei was already infuriated by what he heard.
Bringing soone from M country to assess our Empire’s ancient tomb?
And claiming foreign professors are better than those from Imperial University?
Pah, shaless!
As a visiting lecturer at Imperial University dical College, although Bai Fei didn’t know much about archaeology, the pride he felt for his institution was undeniable. He couldn’t tolerate Gu Shiyin’s disgraceful behavior of belittling one to praise another.
If it weren’t for the presence of his treasured goddess, Zuzi, by his side, he would have long lost control and rushed out to scold Gu Shiyin.
The archaeology team mber who went to pick up Dean Davis soon led a few foreigners inside.
At the forefront, a black-robed, green-eyed elder, was none other than Davis.
The little raven and Fu Xiqin were also on alert: the foreigner, who had once "cast spells" for M country players in both the martial arts and racetrack, has co to the Empire’s ancient tomb again, truly a lingering ghost!
Davis wore a pair of antique Western sunglasses, lifted his chin, and walked in with an air of arrogance as if none of the people present were even worthy of his attention.
His gaze paused in front of Gu Shiyin, however, filled with rage: "You little brat, you took my M country’s dicine yet handed over the championship, disgracing M country before the world. And you still have the face to invite to et in this dark place? If you don’t give double the compensation for the dicine, today I’ll make sure you leave no bones behind!"
His tone was angry, yet he spoke in M country’s language, making it difficult for others to understand.
Everyone just found it odd, why does the helper Gu Shiyin invited seem like an enemy upon eting? This greeting style is too strange.
Gu Shiyin’s heart raced, yet her face remained quite calm, thinking to herself that Nangong Mo had snatched away the dicine in front of everyone, so what could she use to compensate doubly?
Luckily, she had a plan in place, ensuring today she could kill two birds with one stone and resolve the crisis before her!
She put on a smile and replied in M country’s language: "Dean Davis, please calm down. I invited you here sincerely to apologize. Would you please take off your sunglasses and enjoy the view of the tomb? This ancient tomb is the most luxurious one our Empire has unearthed..."
"You little brat, I have no ti to waste on your graves!"
"Dear Dean, please let finish. I feel very guilty about the racing incident and have been thinking all night about how to compensate you. This tomb is the best compensation, and you will surely be satisfied."
"What are you talking about?"
Who wants a tomb as compensation?
Is your brain rusted?
Davis looked disdainful. If it weren’t for forcing Gu Shiyin to cough up the dicine and compensate for his losses on this trip, he wouldn’t linger in this haunting place for even a second more.
However.
Gu Shiyin continued to persuade relentlessly: "Dear Dean, the face you lost at the racetrack can be compensated a hundredfold, a thousandfold by this tomb. Doesn’t that offer more allure than any dicine money can buy?"
"What do you an?"
"I can make you, in this tomb’s expert evaluation, stun the world in one fell swoop, and achieve an unprecedented archaeological feat for M country!"
Davis furrowed his brow at her words: "I don’t need a little girl like you to teach how to do archaeology..."
Before his words were finished, caught off guard, Gu Shiyin suddenly reached out and took off his sunglasses.
Just when he was about to get angry, brilliance filled the room, instantly captivating his eyes.
Davis was montarily distracted!
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