A heavy object hit the ground.
The thud echoed through the nearly still air, reverberating, shaking loose a fine dust.
In the silent ancient tomb, it was as if it was being proclaimed with a loudspeaker.
For Bi Fang, whose senses were extremely sharp, this sound was as impossible to ignore as looking directly into the sun. He instinctively pressed down on his torch, reducing the scope of the light and concealing himself within the darkness.
The already dim space became even more blurry. The drone had to switch to night-vision mode, otherwise the audience would have been unable to see Bi Fang's movements and expressions.
"What happened, why did it suddenly become tense?"
"Looks like someone else came in?"
"That sound just now, it really resembled the sound of Master Fang landing the first time he came in."
"Who is it, someone from Egypt?"
"Could it possibly be an animal?"
"Whether it's a human or a ghost, come out for a stroll."