In the opulent private room of the Yan Du Yongle Palace Club, after a brief silence, the middle-aged man spoke in a grave tone: "Are you certain there's life wave activity deep within the strata?"
"I'm certain! Because I've personally observed it on-site before—it can't possibly be wrong." The sharp and capable young man was unequivocal, seated on a nearby sofa, his eyes filled with a fervent intensity.
The middle-aged man stood up, pacing back and forth, his eyes finally gleaming with the same fervor. "We must seal off this information—under no circumstances can it leak out."
"Rest assured, General Wu. We've already bought off the archaeological team. All of the most advanced detection equipment was provided by us—they depend entirely on us."
"Good, I trust your work." The middle-aged man walked over, gently patted the young man's shoulder, then sat back down, his expression contemplative.
