The old gentleman waved his hand: "Forget it, let's not cause trouble."
"Just a tomb robber, where would there be any trouble?"
"The item is newly unearthed, that's true, but the girl has an upright and heroic appearance, she's definitely not a tomb robber."
"Then she must be helping with laundering the loot."
"Take a look at this teacup."
The bald man looked down and saw that the tea in the cup was clear, nothing unusual.
"What's wrong?"
The old gentleman put his thumb to his mouth, wet it with his saliva, then dipped the tip into the cup. In an instant, the water in the cup turned black.
"This...is it poisoned?"
The old gentleman shook his head, swirled the teacup again, and the black color faded away.
"It's not poison, this is a specific warning left for me. Of course, if you keep nagging, it won't just be a warning anymore."
The old gentleman held the teacup, looked at it carefully, and then smiled:
