Jiang Fu's face remained expressionless.

“Shen Lanshang, you’ve only just graduated. If you truly enter the archaeology field, you should understand that relying on the state to protect cultural relics is unrealistic. I remember when the Changsheng King’s tomb was being excavated, it was tomb raiders who discovered it first, and someone tripped and fell in. Only then did the ‘government’ send people to excavate. To investigate whether a place like the Ghost Mother Kingdom exists, just getting funding approved is a huge problem. Even if the funding problem is solved, expecting a bunch of pampered people to risk their lives in such a place is even more unrealistic. Uncle Shen has always wanted to do archaeology, but he lacks the resources. In the face of reality, an individual’s strength is insignificant.”

“You’re right, but…” Linghu Lan paused, then smiled. “I won’t listen! I don’t care what others do, I am who I am!” A firework of a different color!

"Then why did you come with me to join the inspection team? Wasn't it Uncle Shen's idea?"

"If my dad knew you were a tomb raider, he would report you immediately. The reason I came here is because I'm curious about what the second face of this archaeological genius is!"

"Now you see!"

"So, my death is imminent. Jiang Fu, you knew my identity all along, didn't you? You never intended to leave me a way out, am I right?"

Everyone was startled and looked at Jiang Fu in surprise.

Even Ming Xiao was somewhat surprised, and a strange sense of crisis welled up in his heart again: if what Shen Lanshang said was true, and Jiang Fu had guessed her identity from the moment she entered the expedition team, then Jiang Fu's scheming was too deep.

She lowered her eyes, concealing the worry within. If Jiang Fu could scheme against Shen Lanshang, he could also scheme against her. Did he really never know that she was a descendant of the Ghost Mother Divine Kingdom? A piercing pain spread from her heart to her limbs, turning into icy coldness.

A flash of anger crossed Jiang Fu's eyes. He took a deep breath and calmed himself down.

“Shen Lanshang, I have been tolerant of you because of your father. Don’t push your luck.”

"Thank you. From now on, you don't need to hold back anymore, because I plan to strike first." Linghu Lan's voice still carried a smile.

With a "bang!", Linghu Lan fired the gun.

Jiang Fu waved his hand, and the crowd understood, firing their guns in Linghu Lan's direction.

Jiang Fu dodged to the side, trying to avoid Linghu Lan's bullets.

However, in the instant he dodged, a glance at the bullet revealed that it wasn't aimed at him at all, but at the tentacles of a coiled dragon on the wall.

Jiang Fu was devastated. Oh no, he had fallen into a trap.

"Run!" Jiang Fu grabbed Ming Xiao and hurriedly ran to the other end of the passage.

Everyone was shocked.

"Brother Jiang? What's wrong?"

"What happened?"

"Run!" Jiang Fu shouted. "Shen Lanshang is aiming at the mechanism on the wall."

Everyone: "..."

"Damn it! You surnamed Chen, I'm not finished with you!"

"You better not fall into my hands."

The crowd ran and cursed as they went, heading straight for the other side of the passage.

Gradually, the more they ran, the more panicked they became.

"Have you noticed anything wrong?" someone couldn't help but ask.

"The passage is getting narrower."

"Damn, it's really getting narrower. This passage is movable."

"That little bitch surnamed Shen is going to crush us into mincemeat."

The passageway was long, and the walls on both sides were converging towards the middle.

They closed in very quickly, soon becoming a passage only wide enough for one person to pass through.