Qin Yu picked up the soaking wet Jiaojiao, wrapped a towel around her, and gently wiped her fur. Jiaojiao thoroughly enjoyed the pampering, but after a while, she was not so pleased anymore.
Jiaojiao: "Damn, you used the same towel for your hair!"
While chatting with Xiao Tingyun, Qin Yu also observed the surroundings. There were mountains and water - could the tomb be in the mountains?
Unfortunately, none of the three Tomb Raiders had been to the mausoleum with their master. If it wasn't for the death of their Uncle Lao Shizi, it wouldn't be this troublesome.
"We're still depending on them to find the tomb." Xiao Tingyun said, and Qin Yu replied, "I can find tombs too."
"Oh, but the Xieling line is not good at this. You're not as skilled as the Tomb Raiders, are you?" Xiao Tingyun was clearly not very trusting.
