"Lao San, come over and give me a hand!" the Tomb Explorer Daoist, whose underbite was as pronounced as a shovel, suddenly called out.
The beauty, tasked with watching over Lü Zong, sauntered over with her long legs, "Master, what do you want me to do?"
"The most crucial mechanism should be up there; I can't reach it, so I'll borrow your shoulders," said the Tomb Explorer Daoist, hands clasped behind his back.
Despite his ugliness, he certainly didn't lack style.
With hands behind his back, he looked quite the part.
"Certainly, Master!" the girl lightly responded and squatted down in front of the Tomb Explorer Daoist.
Considering her adept posture, she must have done this many times before.
The Tomb Exploiter Zhenren lifted his stubby legs and mounted the girl's shoulders.
Unlike most who would ride from behind the neck, he went straight for the front.
Li Qing felt a chill at the sight; this beauty... she really wasn't choosy.
