Xie Lao Hou sat on the couch, relaxed. He put one of his legs up and surveyed the jade in the room. Then he caressed a small milling machine beside him.
Those were the stones that he had collected over the years. It was all he had.
His field had produced many stones. However, not all of them belonged to him. He only had the priority to make the purchase.
The real owner of the stones was the government. That displeased Xie Lao Hou. Those stones were obviously mined from his own land, but they did not belong to him. That was ridiculous!
However, with the current situation, he could only resort to keeping his anger pent up. If someone asked him to take the stones illegally, he would not dare.
Although Xie Lao Hou was a ruthless, brave man, there were even braver and more ruthless men all around Hpakant. None of those men dared to covet the stones. That was because the government was more ruthless than them all.
