Li Du immediately questioned the mayor, "Then what are those?"
"They are…" the mayor began as if he had steeled himself to come clean, but then seemed to have caught himself. He opened and shut his mouth a few times before saying, "This is a family heirloom, passed down from my grandfather's grandfather!"
Li Du patted the man's shoulder and said, "I'm really sorry, mayor. What happened just now was quite unexpected. Perhaps someone was out for me and I ended up inadvertently involving you in this mess."
Maung Kyaw Zin was not listening to Li Du. He looked dejectedly at the stove and pot that had been shattered into pieces, murmuring something unintelligible under his breath. Because he was speaking so softly, Li Du could not properly hear his words.
