Tomb raiding: Today is another day I don't want to go home.

Chapter 53 Points Transfer Station - Yan Huai

Wu Xie was still in a daze, but Wu Erbai's next words brought him back to his senses: "I have already asked Black Glasses to help you with the transfer procedures. You will come back to Hangzhou with me immediately."

"But there's still no news from Third Uncle and Ah Ning..."

As it turned out, Wu Xie was destined to have endless things to say, because before he could finish speaking, Black Glasses was already standing at the door of the ward. He grinned mischievously, waved the transfer receipt in his hand, and mouthed "Goodbye~" to Wu Xie.

"I will continue to investigate the matter of the third brother. As for A Ning, her boss will handle her affairs. It's not your business to worry about her."

Wu Erbai gave Erjing a wink, and the latter understood. He stepped forward, half-supporting and half-pulling Wu Xie's arm, his tone respectful yet unquestionable: "Third Master, let's go!"

A flicker of self-loathing flashed in Wu Xie's eyes. It seemed that no matter what happened, he was always in a subordinate position, with absolutely no choice...

Thinking of this, Wu Xie gritted his teeth and forcefully shook off Er Jing's hand. He couldn't leave yet. The unexplained mystery, the mess that couldn't be easily cleaned up, and the disappearance of his third uncle and A Ning—all of these seemed to be just teasing him, teetering him on the edge, yet they were all pulling him into the abyss. He had to figure it out.

"I'm not leaving! Uncle San and A Ning are missing, and they are clearly the key to all of this. I'm not going anywhere until I hear news of them!"

"You little brat, have I spoiled you too much?!" If Wu Erbai had a beard, it would definitely be puffed up with anger. He pointed at Wu Xie and said to Er Jing, "Tie him up, and if he doesn't listen, just knock him out!"

"No, no, no, Second Master, please calm down!"

Seeing the tense atmosphere between the uncle and nephew, Fatty Wang, disregarding the possibility of being stabbed while walking, quickly stepped forward with a smile to smooth things over, saying, "Wu Xie is just a hothead when he speaks. You know him better than anyone else. If you try to reason with him, he might listen to a few words, but if you start a fight, his mouth will be harder than anything else. Let's talk this out!"

"You mean, I haven't even spoken to him properly yet?!" Wu Erbai's eyes flashed with a sharpness for a moment. He only showed a little more patience because Wang Pangzi had saved Wu Xie. Otherwise, if it were anyone else, let alone trying to persuade him, he would be grateful if he even had the chance to speak. "This is a matter for my Wu family. Please, this fat man, do not interfere!"

The warning was clear, and Fatty Wang sheepishly swallowed his words. He stepped aside and gave Wu Xie a helpless look—don't blame me for being disloyal! This concerns my life, so you'd better give in!

In the end, Wu Xie naturally couldn't escape being taken away either, and the way he left was rather undignified. He was knocked unconscious and carried out of the hospital by Er Jing, because they were afraid that excessive excitement would cause other post-concussion sequelae.

Fatty Wang and Black Glasses, peering out of the hospital window, witnessed the entire process of Wu Xie being shoved into the car. They exchanged a glance, sighed in unison, and lamented, "Poor thing, so pitiful!"

"Hey, Mr. Blackie, didn't you say that so-and-so was coming too? Why haven't we seen him yet?"

Wang Pangzi had been so busy getting to the hospital to treat his injuries that he hadn't had a chance to ask about Yan Huai... oh no, where was Yan Huai?

The man with the black glasses smiled, making it hard to tell whether he was telling the truth or not: "He's gone too. I originally guessed he had entered the underwater tomb, so after sending you to the hospital, I made a special trip to the rendezvous point, but there wasn't a soul in sight there."

Aside from those fragments of monster corpses sunk in the deep-sea reefs... Black Glasses thought to himself.

"Three people have disappeared before we even found the grave. It's really like maggots growing in a salt jar—it's really strange!" Fatty Wang glanced at the gloomy sky and turned to find a doctor to order a brain CT scan for Zhang Qiling.

The next moment, Black Glasses heard the sound of a door opening and closing softly. He turned around and rested his elbow on the windowsill. Now, only he and Zhang Qiling were left in the ward.

Behind his sunglasses, his gaze was fixed on Zhang Qiling, who showed no signs of waking up on the hospital bed. The man with the dark glasses unconsciously softened his tone, saying with a hint of deeper meaning, "Yan Xiaohuai, you'd better be careful..." The mute was still waiting!

Meanwhile, on a cruise ship bound for Haian Port, a hundred kilometers away, the sound of footsteps accompanied by rain suddenly echoed outside the cabin.

Ah Ning, who was tied to the chair, was now ashen-faced, and black veins were beginning to spread on her neck, a sign that the Corpse King's poison was about to invade her heart.

Yan Huai walked up to A Ning right on time, cut a small gash in his fingertip, and blood instantly seeped out, falling into the bowl of water he was holding.

Ah Ning regained consciousness for a moment. Following the scent of blood, she saw Yan Huai in front of her, and then there was water stained with blood...

"Drink it." The statement carries no command, but offers no choice.

Ah Ning laboriously adjusted her posture, brought her mouth to the edge of the bowl, and drank the water from Yan Huai's hand.

"who are you?"

Yan Huai still didn't answer A Ning's question. He rubbed the wound that was gradually turning into a cut, then moved a stool and sat down opposite A Ning.

Inside this cabin, or more accurately, in almost every place Yan Huai goes, there are cameras. Even though Wang Quan's suspicions were dispelled before, that was only temporary. Surveillance is still necessary. This is his current situation. Fortunately, Wang Jue's memories are now his. As long as he doesn't act too outrageously, no one will find out that he is not the real Wang Jue.

"Do you remember how you were poisoned by the Corpse King?"

A Ning's eyes flashed: "I don't remember."

Yan Huai could tell that A Ning was lying, but he didn't press the matter and changed the question: "How much do you know about Wu Xie?"

"Aren't you one of Wu Sansheng's men? What, you don't even recognize your own young master?" A Ning's tone was somewhat sarcastic, but both of them knew what she was testing.

"Even in an employment relationship, people don't always know each other's backgrounds, let alone a naive poor young master, don't you think!"

Ah Ning ignored Yan Huai and closed her eyes, adopting a "don't mess with me" attitude.

Yan Huai had been waiting for this moment. He leaned back against the cargo box, casually draping his long legs over the wooden table on the other side. The upturned toes of his shoes conveniently blocked a hidden camera.

"Exchange for five minutes of silent communication." Yan Huai's heart was bleeding; there was never a time when points could be retained.

"Five minutes of silent communication, exchange successful, host's current points are 0."

Yan Huai touched his lips, glanced at A Ning who showed no sign of opening her eyes, and tentatively asked in his mind, "A Ning, can you hear me?"

A Ning suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Yan Huai, but the latter's gaze subtly drifted elsewhere, as if hinting at something.

"Don't speak, use your brain to think."

"you......"

Yan Huai breathed a sigh of relief. This guy was at least communicable and not stupid...

"Are you looking for death?" A-Ning narrowed her eyes, and Yan Huai's face stiffened. He had forgotten that this thing could make A-Ning translate his thoughts into words...

"Um... you only have five minutes. You just need to listen to what I'm saying to you this way." Yan Huai cleared his throat to ease the awkwardness. He started talking about random things, but in his mind, he was busy telling her his plan to help A Ning leave.

"It's two hours until we reach Haian Port. After we dock, they will transfer to cars. You have two minutes to leave. Once we touch down, immediately run to your right front. Remember to be quick."

"Why did you help me?" Only now did A Ning see a somewhat familiar shadow in Yan Huai, but her guard remained. After all, this mission was full of strangeness and doubt.

"Probably because... no one is born to be a sacrifice, and you shouldn't be either."