After confirming that Huo Sining was alright, Zhou Shitao rolled his eyes at her with a touch of mock annoyance and scolded:
"Why were you in such a hurry?"
"Those should be ritual artifacts inside, did you see the ritual carvings on the box?"
"The boxes are filled with items soaked in things like ox head and chicken blood, sealed for over a thousand years, it's bound to stink!"
"Why do you think I called you to help lift it together, with two standing on each side of the box, the smell wouldn't gush directly at us."
"But you just rushed right up there, I couldn't even stop you."
Though Zhou Shitao was admonishing Huo Sining, there was a barely noticeable smile at the corners of his eyes and mouth, clearly finding great amusement in Huo Sining's first mishap under his watch.
No wonder, usually that girl Huo Sining does everything meticulously and with calm assurance. Even Zhou Shitao may not be able to match her meticulousness.
