Big Shot's Sweetheart Shocked the World Again!-Chapter 975: The Little Ancestor Flicks You Like Dust

The woman’s voice, gentle and lazy, made everyone’s spine tingle.

All eyes involuntarily looked toward the Jade Coffin and witnessed a shocking scene—the Jade Coffin slowly rose, and from it emerged a woman in white as though drifting out from smoke or mist, her steps graceful as she approached the crowd.

Terror! Horror!

It’s haunted!

The first instinct was to scream in fright, but when everyone saw the woman’s dignified and serene face, her skin so immaculate it seemed to glow with a holy light, the screams stuck in their throats were suddenly quelled by a mysterious force.

Rather than a ghost from the coffin, wasn’t she more like a fairy descending to the mortal world?

Gu Shiyin saw Zuzi emerging gracefully, and her heart skipped a beat.

Why is this woman here!

Is she here to ruin my plan again?

She secretly clenched her fist: This time, she absolutely won’t lose. This is her turf, and with Davis present, the evidence on the carpet was irrefutable, the outcome is settled.

In the field of archaeology, Zuzi has no place!

Though she thought so, seeing Zuzi in a simple, clean white dress, attracting countless gazes, she couldn’t help feeling a tinge of envy and resentment.

Why does a ray of light from the tomb shine only on that girl, making her look even better?

"Miss Gu, you’re, you’re squeezing a bit hard..." Yin Hu suddenly said in a low voice.

Gu Shiyin relaxed her grip, realizing she’d been squeezing Yin Hu’s hand, venting her frustration on his nails.

She swallowed nervously and smiled to mask it: "I was just happy to see Zuzi here. Zuzi, why didn’t you tell me beforehand that you were coming to play? I could have arranged it for you, venturing in alone is so dangerous..."

Zuzi’s gaze swept over her indifferently, showing no intention to engage in conversation, as she headed straight toward Bai Fei.

Bai Fei became excited: "Little Fairy, I-I can’t argue with their twisted logic, and they won’t let me fight. I’m so angry..."

He wanted to bend down and lift her skirt, having no thought to notice the Light Blade in Davis’s hand poised to slash his head off.

Davis’s eyes flickered darkly as he recognized Zuzi. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

Old grievances and new piled up, his gestures became sharper, and amidst the crowd trying to mediate, he lunged for Bai Fei’s head.

"Ding——!"

A crisp sound.

The Light Blade in Davis’s hand seemed to hit some steel-hard barrier in the air, and it abruptly bounced back just an inch from Bai Fei’s neck.

Caught off guard, the Light Blade recoiled.

Unable to dodge, Davis was in disarray, spraying blood in a sudden burst.

An unbearable pain attacked him, and he groaned.

Zuzi flicked her fingertips nonchalantly, as if shaking off some dust.

The archaeologists beside them exclaimed: "Dean Davis, your fingers... they’re, they’re broken!"

He was killed by his own weapon, his knife-wielding five fingers all severed, the cuts perfectly clean as if crafted by the world’s greatest surgical master.

Bai Fei belatedly touched his neck: "Damn, you intended to ambush me? You shameless old thief!"

Others regained their senses, feeling a chill of fear as well: "..." If it wasn’t his fingers but Mr. Bai’s neck that was severed.

Oh my, a proper archaeological academic session turned into a life-and-death struggle...

Davis was also ruthless, his hand bleeding profusely, yet he didn’t bandage it or cry out in pain, and instead said ominously: "Consider it my blood sacrifice to honor my country’s ancestor. Out of respect for the ancestors, I won’t stoop to the level of you foolish Empire dwarves, so get out now!"

After issuing the order to leave, he quickly instructed Gu Shiyin: "Have the reporters immediately publish the news, announcing the authentication results to the world."

The crowd: "..." Truly ruthless, in the rush to release archaeological findings, he discarded even his hand. Davis is truly driven mad.

Just as everyone sighed, bowed their heads, and prepared to end the day’s archaeological journey.

Zuzi spoke again, with a faint, mocking tone—