Chapter 1650: A rare opportunity

Hearing this question, a playful smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Lin's mouth. He also didn't expect that this was the question Yin Nanfeng wanted to ask. If she had asked directly where the Dust-Bead was, Zhang Lin wouldn't be surprised.

But being able to ask this question proves that she also understood those final words.

Zhang Lin couldn't help but shake his head, thinking to himself that whether she understood or not really wasn't important. A portion of people would understand those words anyway, and Yin Nanfeng was a smart person to begin with.

Zhang Lin then smiled and said: "Boss Yin, just like them, wait for tomorrow."

Although he had rejected Yin Nanfeng many times, she still couldn't adapt to it.

Not knowing what to say, she glared at Zhang Lin, stormed out, and slammed the door heavily when she left.

Zhang Lin didn't pay any attention to this attitude of hers at all. He understood that this was just a woman spoiled by family affairs and everything else; there was no need to argue with her.

Moreover, the reason she had this attitude was also because she was full of curiosity about all of this.

Just like the dragon-patterned stone box before, but since Zhang Lin was storytelling on the other party's turf, he still had to give the other party some face; he absolutely could not tear his face off on the surface.

Besides, this woman hadn't shown any bad intentions yet.

And Wu Ya naturally didn't say anything; she just smiled sweetly and then said: "Mr. Zhang, are we leaving now?"

Zhang Lin nodded slowly. At this time, he didn't look at the live stream anymore, and even on the road, Zhang Lin didn't turn on the live stream.

Because he knew that the moments the Second Archaeological Team was about to experience would be quite difficult.

Zhang Lin could only worry for Yang Lusi in vain while watching the live stream; he couldn't do anything at all. The random changes appearing in this tomb were just the beginning.

And after this situation occurred, at first, they could only rely on the Second Archaeological Team to respond with their own reactions. Thinking of this, Zhang Lin couldn't help but sigh.

Wu Ya, in the passenger seat, looked at Zhang Lin's furrowed brows and wanted to ask a question, but the next moment she also sighed secretly in her heart. She understood that Mr. Zhang must be very worried at this moment.

If Zhang Lin himself were also at the scene of the Second Archaeological Team, if he were in the Tomb of King Xian, he would not let the Second Archaeological Team be immersed in such danger.

But these were just thoughts. No matter how good the thoughts were, at the critical point, one ultimately had to yield to reality, just like the principle that all the current situations had to be dealt with by the Second Archaeological Team themselves.