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The Egyptian soldiers surrounded Lin Xuan, hesitant to act. Each person's face bore an expression of uncertainty, weapons raised high, yet none dared to strike first. At that moment, a loud roar suddenly echoed from afar, causing all the Egyptians to stop and turn towards the source of the sound.
A lavish palanquin was slowly brought forward, its canopy obscuring the figure inside. However, the handsome outline, the shimmering gold and silver treasures adorning him, and the regal aura that commanded respect without anger all indicated this person's extraordinary identity. Even without a common language or having ever seen him before, everyone present instinctively knew that this was the greatest Pharaoh of ancient Egypt—Ramses II.
Lin Xuan stood at the center, his sharp gaze fixed on the palanquin, a confident smile on his face. He understood that this was their target; the real challenge was about to begin.
Li Zhiqi was taken aback by this sudden turn of events, his heart racing. He nervously watched the ornate palanquin, filled with confusion and unease. He whispered to Lin Xuan, "Is that... Ramses II?"
Lin Xuan nodded slightly, his eyes still locked on the palanquin. "Yes, Zhiqi, this is our first stop."
The palanquin came to a halt in silence as the surrounding soldiers stepped back in unison, creating enough space. The curtain of the palanquin slowly lifted, revealing a pair of deep and commanding eyes first to the crowd. Then, Ramses II's handsome figure emerged from within, adorned with gleaming treasures that sparkled in the sunlight; every movement exuded unparalleled nobility and authority.
Ramses II stood beside the palanquin, his cold gaze sweeping over Lin Xuan and Li Zhiqi, a flicker of surprise and curiosity passing through his eyes. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, seemingly intrigued by these two unexpected visitors. He raised his hand gently, and a servant immediately stepped forward to whisper a few words in his ear.
Ramses II continued to observe Lin Xuan and Li Zhiqi with an undeniable air of authority. Taking a deep breath, he spoke loudly in ancient Egyptian, his voice deep and powerful, resonating through the desert air. Each word felt as if it came from the depths of ancient time, imbued with a heavy sense of history as if an ancient Egyptian deity were personally narrating an irresistible fate. However, these words were completely foreign notes to Li Zhiqi and Lin Xuan; neither understood them at all.
Li Zhiqi awkwardly looked at Ramses II, trying to decipher what he was saying from his tone and expression. Yet there were no translators around; not understanding was not only normal but also inevitable. His gaze involuntarily darted towards the soldiers gripping their weapons tightly, feeling an invisible pressure that made his legs weak and almost unable to stand. The cold vigilance in each soldier's eyes suggested that at Ramses II's command, they would charge forward without hesitation.
In contrast, Lin Xuan remained completely composed. Standing straight against Ramses II's authority and the soldiers' pressure, he showed no signs of wavering. With his right hand resting on his chin as if in contemplation, he seemed genuinely attentive to every word spoken by Ramses II. There was no hint of panic on his face; instead, he exuded a calm confidence that put others at ease.
Ramses II continued to regard them with unwavering authority. He spoke continuously in a low yet powerful voice; each sentence felt like a command echoing in the air. His gestures were strong and clear as if elucidating some ancient and sacred principle.
Li Zhiqi felt cold sweat trickling down his forehead; he turned to Lin Xuan with helplessness and confusion in his eyes. "Lin Xuan, what is he saying? What should we do?" Li Zhiqi whispered anxiously.
The words of Ramses II surged like a tide, and Lin Xuan stood straight, his right hand resting on his chin, as if he were carefully listening to every word. However, when Li Zhiqi asked again, Lin Xuan still replied with a serious expression, "I don't know."
Li Zhiqi was incredulous at Lin Xuan's boldness. He leaned closer to Lin Xuan and whispered nervously, "Bro... can you take this seriously? Damn it, Pharaoh is watching us both, waiting for our answer, and you're saying nothing..."
However, Lin Xuan seemed to understand something. A glimmer of insight flashed in his eyes, and then he calmly pointed towards the distant pyramid. The soldiers immediately gasped in astonishment, as if deeply shaken by this gesture. Li Zhiqi couldn't help but turn to look at the pyramid, not understanding Lin Xuan's intention.
Ramses II's face flashed with a hint of annoyance, followed by a cold smile, clearly displeased with this action. His gaze fixed coldly on Lin Xuan, as if waiting for a reasonable explanation.
"Lin Xuan, what are you doing?" Li Zhiqi became more anxious, his heart racing with intense unease. He was almost losing his mind, constantly praying that Lin Xuan could provide a convincing answer.
Lin Xuan maintained his composure and confidence. He turned to Li Zhiqi and whispered, "Don't worry, Zhiqi. I have my plan." Then he faced Ramses II and said in a firm tone, "Great Pharaoh, we come from the future with infinite respect for your era. We hope to witness and record this great civilization so that future generations can understand your brilliance and achievements."
Ramses II listened to Lin Xuan's words with a thoughtful expression. His brow furrowed slightly, and there was a glimmer of deep contemplation in his eyes. At that moment, a high-ranking official dressed in priestly robes stepped forward and whispered a few words into the Pharaoh's ear. The official's words were low and rapid, only audible to the Pharaoh.
Ramses II nodded and then waved his hand. The soldiers immediately stepped forward forcefully pushing Lin Xuan and Li Zhiqi onward. The group reformed and began moving toward the pyramid.
Li Zhiqi was pushed along, completely unaware of what was happening. His heart was filled with confusion and fear; he stumbled slightly and kept looking back at Lin Xuan. "Lin Xuan, what are we doing? Where are they taking us?"
Lin Xuan remained calm and unhurried as he moved with the group. He looked at Li Zhiqi and smiled, saying, "Don't worry, Zhiqi. This is just the beginning of our journey; everything is going according to plan."
As they walked on, the group passed through the shadow of the pyramid, the sand crunching softly underfoot. The surrounding scenery was magnificent and mysterious; the pyramid shimmered with ancient light under the sun, as if telling countless untold historical stories.
Ahead of them, Ramses II occasionally glanced back at Lin Xuan and Li Zhiqi, his eyes still holding a hint of doubt and curiosity. The high-ranking official in priestly robes followed closely behind him, wearing a solemn and serious expression as if pondering some important decision.
Li Zhiqi nervously looked around at the soldiers and high-ranking officials, filled with confusion. He whispered to Lin Xuan, "Lin Xuan, I really don't know what we are doing here. Are you sure about this?"
Lin Xuan nodded, a determined light flashing in his eyes. "Don't worry, Zhiqi. We are here to witness history. We just need to stay calm, and everything will go smoothly."
Li Zhiqi took a deep breath, trying to steady himself. He knew that no matter what happened, he could only follow Lin Xuan and face the upcoming challenges and adventures.
The group continued forward, gradually approaching the base of the pyramid. The sun grew increasingly intense, beating down on everyone and creating waves of heat. However, this ancient land seemed to hide countless secrets, waiting for them to uncover.
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