Chapter 863: The Sound of Flowing Water Ahead! An Underground River in the Desert?

Yang Lu, walking at the very back, saw that Young Master Zhao was still curled up there and gave a cold snort through her nose.

At this moment, Yang Lu ultimately couldn't bring herself to be ruthless; she grabbed Young Master Zhao and headed inside along the Stone Steps.

When all of them reached the bottom, the tomb door didn't close on its own—it was directly buried by collapsing rock. And at that very instant, the great hall above completely caved in.

This meant that if they had been even one second later, someone very likely would have died up there.

Yang Lu tossed Young Master Zhao onto the ground. He was now like a dead dog, not daring to utter a single word, instinctively clasping his head with both hands.

After all, he had already braced himself for an inevitable beating.

Wang Kaixuan, as expected, snatched up the military shovel and walked viciously toward Young Master Zhao. But at that moment, Yang Lu stopped him, shook her head, and said: "There's no need to do that. If you really hurt him, he's already got an arrow wound on his leg—things will only get more troublesome later."

Wang Kaixuan naturally understood this reasoning, but he still found it hard to vent the hatred in his heart, and immediately said: "Team Leader Yang, we should have left him up there just now. A plague like that is better off dead early. If he lives, who knows what trouble he might bring us."

Yang Lu sighed, shook her head, and said nothing.

And at this moment, she simply turned on her flashlight and shone it ahead.

Figuring out how to navigate the road ahead was what mattered most. If she kept getting angry at this Young Master Zhao, it would only cloud her judgment.

Even though most of the judgments from the Second Archaeology Team came from Zhang Lin.

Seeing that they had successfully reached this spot, Zhang Lin also quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, inside the Crescent Moon Restaurant, a stir began to rise. Regarding Yang Lu's final decision to save Young Master Zhao, everyone actually held a reserved opinion.

Their thoughts were basically in sync with Wang Kaixuan's—they wished Young Master Zhao had been left behind there. Once that man died, he wouldn't cause any more trouble for the Second Archaeology Team.

After all, everyone's patience has its limits. Having such an idiot cause one or two accidents might be forgivable, but if such things keep happening one after another—even if he didn't do it on purpose—it would be enough to prove that this man carries his own bad luck.

If he stayed by their side, there might not be any benefit at all.