"Please, go ahead," Jack Green said.
The steward Zhou pondered for a moment and said, "Old Green has just passed away, and normally I shouldn't talk to you about this at such a time.
But the Martial Way tournament has just ended, and business matters do need to be addressed. Don't you think so?"
"Yes, indeed, we need to square things away."
Jack Green suddenly had a bad premonition, and with a forced smile asked, "You mean to say…"
Steward Zhou looked at Jack Green, his eyes growing deep and solemn as he slowly said, "The things that the Green family has been holding onto, it's time to let them go."
"Let everything go?"
Jack Green's heart lurched, and without giving it much thought, he blurted out, "Then what about our family's food and livelihood?"
Steward Zhou's expression turned slightly cold as he stated indifferently, "There's only so much of the pie in Qin province. If your family takes an extra bite, others get one less.
