Chapitre 1741: You Have to Believe in Science, Okay?

The burly man with terrifying tattoos on his head, who was Lord Wolf, nodded when he heard that.

Ratty was indeed as his name suggested. Not only was he skinny and gaunt like a sewer rat because of his years of drug abuse, but he was also as timid as a mouse and usually shrank back in front of everyone.

If he saw a place where someone died, even if there was gold there, with his personality, he would most likely not dare to approach it.

"Think about it carefully. Are you sure this is the right direction?"

"I f*cking brought my brothers to this damn place with you. We've been looking for half an hour. Other than bird droppings and some snakes, insects, rats, and ants, we didn't see any traces of human activity, let alone any hiding places."

"You better not lead me in the wrong direction."

Ratty was still cowering in fear. His voice trembled as he said, "This can't be wrong, Lord Wolf."