"You didn't run away?"
Shirley's sword stopped less than ten centimeters from Nelson's throat.
She lifted her head, looking at Bamboo Whitaker, who had just left, and frowned slightly.
"I've seen the bad guy's treasure," Bamboo Whitaker said.
Although Bamboo Whitaker's body was shivering uncontrollably, she still tried to suppress her fear, speaking softly, "This big sister has been very kind to me. If I can help you find the treasure, will you let her go?"
Nelson remained silent.
She knew that this might have been Julius Reed's intention.
Bamboo Whitaker must have sought help after leaving and coming back.
"Oh? You know what I'm looking for?"
Shirley became interested instead.
Her purpose in coming here was indeed to kill and seize treasures.
She was not afraid of a head-on confrontation with Julius Reed.
Or rather, she was looking forward to the confrontation.
"Of course!"
