C3447 CHAPTER3447 FINE SALT

Hans lowered his head, a sly smile playing on his lips. Sam Moreels only needed a glance to know Hans was up to something again. This guy was always dreaming up schemes.

"What treasure?" Sam asked. "Take me there to see!"

"This little girl is a survivor. Let's bring her back later," Hans added. "Don't get the wrong idea."

Sam pondered for a moment, then couldn't help but look at Hans