After walking for about ten minutes, they could feel the grandeur of the place. There were simply too many terracotta warriors in the Ancient Tomb.
Chu Hao, being somewhat curious about the Ancient Tomb, looked around, touching things here and there. Artifacts from thousands of years ago—I really want to take a few to display in my two-hundred-million-dollar villa! How domineering and pretentious would that be?
Suddenly, Chu Hao realized that as his hand touched a terracotta warrior, there was a protruding slot on its chest. It seemed pressable!
Chu Hao muttered, "What's this?"
As he spoke, he pressed it.
Just then, Zuo Lingyun saw this and exclaimed, "Don't press it!"
But it was too late. The protruding slot, along with the entire chest of the terracotta warrior, caved in.
Chu Hao looked at Zuo Lingyun, his expression becoming unnatural. He felt like he had just done something terrible.
BOOM!
