Chapter 1505
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Chapter 1505

Another half day passed, and Andrew and his team finally arrived at their destinationโ€“Gallowโ€™s End, the location marked on the treasure map.

Based on its illustrations, the treasure entrance was supposed to be carved into the base of a steep mountain, so steep it looked practically impossible to climb.

The treasure was said to be buried deep within the mountain itself through a tunnel someone had once hollowed out. However, as dusk fell and Andrewโ€™s convoy rolled up to the mountainโ€™s base, everyone was stunned.

The spot marked Gallowโ€™s End, supposedly the hidden treasure entrance, had turned into a heritage hamlet.

The street was paved with weathered cobblestones, and both sides were lined with quaint shops glowing softly with warm lights.

The entire area radiated commercial charm. While it was not overly crowded, a handful of middle-aged backpackers strolled and laughed under the evening sky, even at 9 p.m.

Tiana frowned. โ€œAndy, are we in the wrong place?โ€

Andrew did not respond right away. He pulled out the treasure map and examined it closely again. Finally, he shook his head. โ€ No. This is the place.โ€

Behind them, Logan and Chantelle had already instructed their teams to park the cars. Both of them walked over to Andrew, wearing expressions of confusion and skepticism.

โ€œYou didnโ€™t bring us here for a vacation, did you?โ€ Logan joked dryly.

Andrew did not laugh. โ€œEveryone, split up and start asking around. Be discreet. Donโ€™t mention anything about treasure. Just see if you can dig up anything about the name Gallowโ€™s End.โ€

Chantelle stepped forward. โ€œNo need. Leave it to me. Everyone, follow me.โ€

Logan blinked. โ€œWaitโ€“Ms. Garcia, youโ€™ve got a plan?โ€

Chantelle ignored him. She looked at Andrew and said firmly, โ€œMr. Lloyd, Iโ€™ll prove to you that my presence on this expedition is an asset, not a liability.โ€

With that, she huffed and strode off confidently down the cobbled path.

Tiana chuckled. โ€œCome on, Andy. Who knows, maybe Ms. Garcia really does have a trick up her sleeve.โ€

Logan walked beside Andrew and whispered, โ€œDid you piss her off?โ€

Andrew scoffed. โ€œI didnโ€™t. Sheโ€™s the one who picked a fight with me.โ€

Logan patted him on the shoulder. โ€œDonโ€™t stress about her. I know those two tagalongs of hers are dead weight. But honestly, that Magnus? Sure, heโ€™s greedy and loves to brag, but the guy does know a thing or two about geomancy.

โ€œAnd Ralph? That guyโ€™s solid. If things get ugly, we can always throw him in front as a meat shield.โ€

Andrew frowned. โ€œLogan, youโ€™re not seriously okay with someone dying, are you?โ€

Logan gave a casual shrug. โ€œAs long as itโ€™s not one of us, who cares?โ€

Andrew fell silent.

Loganโ€™s words were not unusual for a man raised in a powerful family. To people like him, the lives of outsiders were hardly worth mentioning. If Andrew had not proven his own strength by now, Logan likely would not even be speaking to him as an equal.

Ten minutes later, under Chantelleโ€™s lead, the group arrived in front of a traditional stilted wooden houseโ€”an elevated home common among mountain tribes.

This entire old village, tucked beneath the towering mountain, was a preserved minority heritage site, complete with rustic aesthetics and cultural charm that drew in tourists from the cities.

Inside the stilted home, Chantelle flashed her badge and calmly identified herself. A middle-aged man with a patterned head wrap immediately stood at attention. โ€œAn official visit? Forgive me, Miss. I didnโ€™t realize we were receiving a dignitaryโ€“please accept my apology.โ€

Chantelle put away her credentials and smiled. โ€œNo need to be so formal, Chief Flintspire. Iโ€™ve come to your beautiful village for a very specific reason, and I was hoping you could help us with it.โ€

Axel Flintspireโ€™s expression turned slightly strange. โ€œYouโ€™re not here asking about the ancient ruins of Gallowโ€™s End, are you?โ€

Chantelle froze. โ€œYou know about Gallowโ€™s End, Chief Flintspire?โ€

Andrew and Tiana could not help but take another look at this Patoajo village chief. It seemed he knew something after all.

He motioned for them to sit down and smiled warmly. โ€œI wonโ€™t lie to you, Miss. The legend of Gallowโ€™s End has always been a part of this place.โ€

Chapter 1506


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