“Isn’t it because of that White Tiger Ring?
The master was so anxious he almost kicked the bucket,” said another man with a scar on his face, who didn’t seem as fierce as the first two.
He sighed softly, “We’re just doing what we’re paid for, digging up graves to find the ring.
If there’s really a treasure, we brothers might get a share, right?”
“But big brother, the ring wasn’t in the grave at all. The master wants us to dig up other ancestral graves, which is a huge disrespect to the dead. Do you think we might…...
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