Xu Mumu felt a bit fearful. The blood flowing from the injured man's leg was black, and the entire person looked weak and listless, clearly poisoned.
"Sixth, walk faster. Third, run ahead and get the antidote," the leading middle-aged man said urgently.
With the man's command, the group quickly got busy. They didn't seem disorganized at all; even if they weren't well-trained, they were at least in perfect sync.
Xu Mumu noticed that they had brought out quite a few things, including gold, silver, and jade, showing a decent haul. As they treated the two injured men, they planned to continue down the tomb tomorrow to bring up more. This score would allow them to live comfortably for a long time.
Xu Mumu gripped the dagger tightly. Capturing these people alive would be challenging; she couldn't kill them but at least couldn't let them break their legs.
