“Just how deep did that crazy f*cker go in, anyway?” Liu Chi complained in irritation while shoving aside the thick foliage to make way.

He already knew tracking someone through the mountain wilderness was not going to be easy. That was why he made the smart decision to pay off the local Zhuang villagers familiar with the terrain well and had them search for traces of the foreigners instead. So far, so good.

However, things went downhill after a few days when the locals suddenly started saying some dogsh*t about not wanting to go any further into the mountains. Apparently, it was some kind of a forbidden area from that point onward.

The local hicks tried to persuade Liu Chi and his gang by saying that chasing the foreigners was no longer necessary since only death awaited those entering the forbidden area. Of course, Liu Chi threatened them with guns, but the damn locals still resolutely refused to go in any further, even when faced with immediate death. In the end, the locals got their wish to die fulfilled, but that meant Liu Chi had to find the tracks of the foreigners without their help.

“What a bunch of savages...” Liu Chi unhappily spat out.

A forbidden area? What the hell? There were still people in this era who believed in such superstitious nonsense?

Wasn't that similar to believing in the fairytale of the deadly curse of the Pharaoh waiting for those who dared to enter the Pyramids? Liu Chi just couldn't understand...