Qin Yu: "It's true that everyone has their own specialized skills. With such determination and endurance, why not rob a bank instead? After all, if you're caught, you'd still go to prison, but at least you wouldn't have to sell burial objects. Grave robbing requires reselling, and if your skills aren't up to par, there's the risk of being exploited by crooked merchants."
Zheng Lin: "....."
He couldn't help but think that the kid had quite a sharp tongue.
"Anyway, although there were risks, you have captured the grave robber, which is a great achievement. The army and police have gone in to arrest them, and the results will be announced tomorrow."
Zheng Lin planned to take Wen Xi home that night. It might be fun, but it was too dangerous.
Of course... they had to finish eating before leaving! Qin Yuan had caught a fat bamboo rat.
