Chapter 420: The Little Informant

Although they needed Lucica's translation to proceed, Cui Bo and Lucas chatted happily.

Though Santo Onos was called a small town, in the eyes of Gao Yang and his companions, it didn't even measure up to a village. As far as the eye could see, all the buildings along the street were low-rise bungalows made not of brick, but almost entirely of wood planks, the most common type of housing in South America.

After entering the streets of the town and passing just two doorways, Lucas pointed to a yard without a gate and said, "This is my house. You can wait inside. My dad is at home. As long as you give him some money, you can stay as long as you want."