Anling City, suburban outskirts.
A faint cloud drifted across the sky, sunlight piercing through it like golden threads, casting dappled light upon the mountaintop.
A fresh scent of newly turned soil filled the air, mingling with the breeze, bringing with it a trace of coolness.
The few people present stared at Lin Chuan in astonishment.
Qin Sisi, with an archaeologist's probe in hand, was indifferent to the beads of sweat forming on her forehead. Her bright eyes fixed on Lin Chuan with a mix of surprise and delight, "Lin Chuan, are you saying that right beneath our feet lies an ancient tomb?"
Lin Chuan glanced at the mountain range, then back at the traces in the soil and nodded.
At that moment.
Director Su Yu approached, looked at Lin Chuan, and inquired, "Comrade Lin, then... shall we dig a couple of shovelfuls?"
"We could give it a try."
Lin Chuan nodded in agreement.
Director Su Yu immediately took out his phone, made a call, and summoned some archaeology workers over.