With this, those who coveted the map and the legendary treasure it supposedly led to swarmed in. People from all walks of life arrived, creating a chaotic mix of individuals.
The previously untouched rainforest, which had likely never seen human footprints, suddenly became a hub of unprecedented activity.
What was even more terrifying was that, before the location was even found, disputes over potential spoils escalated. The clashing ambitions led to irreconcilable conflicts, resulting in fights and bloodshed.
The night was filled with chaos, with endless screams and roars outside the camp. Terrified, Kayla flung herself into Pete's arms.
Pete stood tall and composed, his gaze fixed on somewhere in the distance. He maintained his usual gentle and refined smile as he reassured her, "Don't be afraid. It has nothing to do with us."
It seemed that no matter the situation, his demeanor remained calm and untainted, like an elegant gentleman unbesmirched by worldly problems.
Kayla didn't know what came over her. Perhaps it was the fear or perhaps her feelings for Pete had reached their peak at that moment. She even forgot about Arnold, the man she had once loved so deeply.
Raising her head, she stood on her toes, attempting to kiss Pete.
However, he avoided her.
"Pete…" Kayla bit her lip, frustrated and disappointed. What stung her the most was that she hadn't expected him to reject her.
He had always been so kind to her, endlessly tolerant. His deep and focused eyes seemed to hold a special affection for her.
Didn't all that mean he liked her? Why did he refuse her advances?
Pete didn't bother explaining. He merely smiled and said, "It's late, Kayla. Go back to your tent and rest. Tomorrow's hike will be tough."
Frustrated, Kayla stomped her foot and ran off.
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