"No, no!" Ye Ling pushed the wine away. "I will not tell you."
"Hahaha, you are just boasting."
"There is nothing in the desert besides dead people."
…
In the pub, the voice stunned everyone.
That person who said that there were dead people was a teenager. His body was long, and his hair was cropped short. He was not very old. The guy beside him seemed to think he was too meddlesome and hit his head with his hand.
"Keep quiet!"
The young man was extremely afraid and ran to leave the pub.
Ye Ling asked, "What does dead people mean?"
Nobody answered.
"Brother, where is the location of your ingot? We are very familiar with this area, and we can bring you there if you tell us. You will not be able to enter the desert if you are not a local. You will be shot."
Ye Ling was like a miser. He did not touch the woman's wine and was also not willing to say the location of the ingot.
