"..."
Teacher?
The entire archaeological team of the Southern Ming Principality seemed a bit puzzled. Isn't Ye Wanlan the only person from Shenzhou here?
Her teacher?
Could it be Professor Xue, who is waiting above?
But regardless of who it is, Jin Wuzheng, the president of the Southern Ming Principality Historical Association, had already declared that Ye Wanlan must not be allowed to leave with the Mingyue Token.
"Miss Ye, my apologies." The archaeological team leader sighed, "I admire you, but our positions differ, you—"
He hadn't finished speaking when the ground beneath them suddenly began to shake violently.
"It's an earthquake!" The team leader's expression changed, "Quick, run!"
However, the ground shook ever more fiercely, clearly not a minor earthquake.
"Move to the right!" A hand gripped the team leader's shoulder, "Running to the left, do you want to die?"
Before the team leader could react, Ye Wanlan shoved him.
