Zhuo Yun might feel like a country bumpkin right now, but he did not have time to study his surroundings. The moment he heard what the village chief said, he asked anxiously, "What is the Forbidden Forest? As for the archaeological team, did they come with eight men in total?"
The village chief looked at Zhuo Yun and did not talk about the Forbidden Forest. He paused briefly. "Yes, there were roughly seven to eight people."
Hearing this, Zhuo Yun finally felt a little relieved. If the village chief was right about the number of people, this meant Prof Min and the rest of the archaeological team were safe for now.
As he pondered, he retrieved his phone from his pocket, swiped down to a photo, and showed it to the village chief. "Were any of these people inside the team?"
The village chief narrowed his eyes as he studied the photo for some time before he nodded. "I think so."
A look of joy swept across Zhuo Yun's face.
