I worked on the manuscript until three o'clock in the morning and fell asleep, then opened my eyes and lay down in the tomb of the Han Dynasty. Olympic champions, archaeologists, and tomb robbers were all around, each with a flashlight and a lighter at their feet. The way in is blocked, so we can only move forward. Some say it's a reality show, some say it's a conspiracy. I grabbed a flashlight and squatted by the stone wall to see who would speak first. In this tomb, the first one to die is definitely not the weakest.
