Tomb Raider: The Saint of Wanjiang and Her Guardians

Two years later

The bronze door slowly opened, and the human-faced bird awakened and circled in the air. Chi Gu turned the umbrella in his hand, and then the human-faced bird disappeared.

A girl in purple clothes was walking slowly on the snowy Changbai Mountain.

Chi Gu raised his hand, and a human-faced bird landed on his hand. Then he raised his hand slightly, and the bird flew into the air and disappeared.

A snowflake floated into his palm, and Chi Gu curled his lips: "Only two years?"

Chi Gu left Changbai Mountain, bought a ticket and returned to his home, the big tomb.

After taking Dahei and the other poisonous insects into another space, he left, leaving only an empty shell in the entire ancient tomb.

Chi Gu went to Beijing again according to Liuzong Gu.

"Hello, I'm looking for your boss."

The receptionist looked up and saw a beautiful woman, her face was cold yet gorgeous, which surprised her for a moment: "Ah... Miss, do you have an appointment?"

Chi Gu shook his head: "I am his sister."

The receptionist was stunned. She had never heard that the CEO had a sister. "Please wait a moment. I will ask the CEO's assistant."

Chi Gu nodded

After a while, a man ran out of the elevator and said, "Miss, the boss is not here now. Please go upstairs and wait."

The assistant put on a kind smile and invited the person upstairs despite the receptionist's surprised expression.

The elevator went to the 30th floor, which housed the president's office and the secretariat.

"Miss, this is the president's office. Would you like something to eat?"

"Mung bean cake, pudding milk tea...?"

The assistant took note and left, asking someone in the secretariat to notify the boss.

Chi Gu looked around. The cold-toned office was mostly gray. Apart from the sofa and coffee table, there was an office desk not far away. The huge floor-to-ceiling windows provided an excellent view.

Chi Gu walked to the desk, picked up a document and looked through it.

The assistant quietly placed the things on the coffee table and walked out quietly with a straight face.

"and many more."

Chi Gu walked to the sofa and sat down, picking up a piece of mung bean cake: "What's your name?"

"I am Mo Mu, your subordinate, and I am here to meet the Saint!" The assistant standing aside answered respectfully.

Chi Gu raised his eyebrows: "Are you from Wanjiang?"

Mo Mu nodded: "Yes, I used to be a businessman who traded with foreign countries. This time I followed His Highness out."

"Then in this company..."

Mo Mu helped Chi Gu open the milk tea and put it away: "The senior executives in the company are all Wanjiang's clansmen who used to do business. Some of them were arranged by His Highness to other companies."

Chi Gu nodded slowly: "Where are the other tribesmen?"

“It involves different industries.”

Chi Gu chuckled and put down the green bean cake that was a bit greasy: "It seems that in the past two years, you have adapted to life a thousand years later?"

Mo Mu also felt a little emotional: "Thanks to the Saint, the people of Wanjiang will always love you!"

Chi Gu was not concerned about these things. He knew that the people of the same clan were of the same blood since he was born. Even if he did nothing, he would always be treated kindly by his clan members: "Brother, are you usually busy?"

Chi Gu thought of Xie Yuchen, the big boss who slept in 30 rooms and never had to touch the ground.

Mo Mu nodded: "In the past two years, Your Highness has quickly infiltrated Wanjiang into this world, and many times he has done it personally. I have already informed Your Highness, I am afraid he will be back soon."

"Xiaobao wants to know about his brother, why don't you ask him?"

The door was pushed open, and a man walked in. He had long brown curly hair that fell a little on his shoulders, a high nose bridge, affectionate peach blossom eyes, a diamond-shaped icicle hanging on his ear, a vine-like totem on his neck, and a straight suit that wrapped his slender legs.

"go down"

Mo Mu nodded and left, closing the door considerately.