Chapter 660 The Natives

After a long, triumphant laugh, Smart gestured grandly to his entourage and announced, "Let's move!" As Smart and his team vanished into the depth of the forest, Beauty turned to Daniel with a question tinged with urgency, "Country bumpkin, which way should we go?" "If we're in Purple Gold Hill, we should ask the natives of Purple Gold Hill, of course," Daniel replied with an easy grin. "Ask the natives of Purple Sun Hill?" Beauty looked confused and slightly suspicious. "How do we do that?" "How else? We call them out and ask!" Daniel retorted, and with a playful jab to Beauty's forehead, he chided, "You really are clueless!" He had poked her forehead quite straightforwardly, without any improper intention—though he had the urge, he dared not act on it. After all, Beauty was not one to take lightly; she was fiercer than a tiger and not to be trifled with. "Country bumpkin, you dare call me clueless? And dare to poke me?" Beauty's temper looked like it was on the verge of eruptin