"Expert Lu, you can't throw mud at Lin Chuan without evidence,"
Qin Sisi said with pursed lips, huffing.
"I'm just speculating,"
Old Lu chuckled apologetically. "I'm not trying to slander him. It's just that he's too skilled. Besides the Double Finger Probe, look at the habits he has when he enters the tomb chamber. He's even more proficient than me. Think about it, how many tombs have I entered?"
"Expert Lu, people are different from each other. Lin Chuan researched for his novels and found genuine information. Learning some careful habits for entering ancient tombs can be explained that way, right?" Qin Sisi folded her arms and stared steadily at the archaeological expert.
Old Lu's face turned shades of green and red.
People are different from each other?
How damn hurtful!
He researches for novels and has such competence, and me, carrying a cutting machine into ancient tombs, still ends up... a noob?
Wuwuwu—
"Alright, let's not argue anymore,"
