"Isn't that still tomb raiding?!"
After a brief period of thought, Zhou Li had figured out Liu Gong's line of thinking and then said in astonishment, "Is there a market difference between private artifact excavation and a Tomb Raider Captain?"
"I don't know."
Shaking his head, Liu Gong knocked on the door and said calmly, "This is also one of the reasons why I have a bad relationship with him."
"Please come in."
The moment the door was knocked, the somewhat dilapidated wooden door opened by itself. Liu Gong walked in unfazed and casually lit the oil lamp beside him. Atop a small mountain of books piled not far away, a robust man with short hair, wearing a coarse cloth garment, was reading a book on his lap and, without lifting his head, said:
