Ricky Davis's breath had not only risen by a notch from before, but with a kitchen knife in his hand and striding forward, his momentum was astounding, in no way inferior to that of Xenia Chow.
"Young Master Cole, I am responsible for guarding your safety, how dare I die casually?"
Ricky Davis said with a smile.
"Hahahaha!"
William Cole laughed heartily, his eyes brimming with tears as he nodded uncontrollably, "Right, right! Right! How could you die?"
"Hahaha, how could you, Ricky Davis, possibly die?"
"It's good you didn't die, it's good you didn't die!"
At that moment, William Cole felt an unprecedented sense of exhilaration.
This trip to the Arctic, aside from Minnie Wright and her, Mrs. Cole, Ricky Davis, Green Dragon, Vermilion Bird, none of them had any news.
William Cole didn't dare to ask Minnie Wright, and she didn't say anything; he even took it for granted that they had all died.