"You..."
"Kid, do not fail to see what is good for you. It's already not bad that you're allowed to accompany us."
Asher Green stared at Greg Jensen with a sinister look in his eyes.
Greg Jensen said indifferently, "I want to go, and you can't stop me."
Samantha Adams blinked and explained, "We are going there to search for my ancestor's remains. If found, all items that belonged to my ancestor will be mine."
"That's not a problem."
"Fine, then that's settled!"
Asher Green seemed somewhat displeased and muttered under his breath, "Miss Adams, you..."
Samantha Adams calmly said, "It's okay, one more person adds extra strength, and nothing is more important than finding my ancestor's remains."
"Pleasure doing business!"
"Pleasure doing business."
Greg Jensen took the initiative to extend his hand to Samantha Adams and shook it.
Samantha Adams's hand was very smooth, at just the right temperature, neither cold nor hot, with slender fingers that had little fleshiness to them.
