Duan Mingyuan still preferred dealing with straightforward people like Earth Wolf Twelve, who didn't beat around the bush. This sincerity was particularly valuable in an era full of enigmatic individuals, and conflicts were usually settled right on the spot.
Earth Wolf Twelve would shoot you in the head in a duel, fair and square, instead of stabbing you in the back when you weren't looking.
"But speaking of which, those little thieves were really good at hiding. They practically dug up the whole desert of the Oasis and still didn't find a trace of the great treasure."
As Earth Wolf Twelve spoke, he juggled an empty bottle in his hand like an acrobat, so skillfully that Duan Mingyuan couldn't help but suspect he had worked in a circus before.
"What do you think the great treasure actually is?"
"Don't know."
"Yeah, who knows. The Chamber of Commerce has always been sending people to search for the treasure, but in reality, they also don't know what they're looking for."