"Stop pretending! I hate that the most!" Saying this, he stomped hard with his foot.
"Ugh!"
Clan Chief Ya was already in so much pain that he couldn't speak, his Adam's apple bobbing violently a few times.
"It was three years ago, during the rainy season," he replied.
"Why were you eavesdropping on my master's conversations!" Zhe Jue asked.
"Because... because... because I wanted to know where he was hiding all the money he earned," Clan Chief Ya replied.
At that time, Ya Molian was alone. Every time he went up the mountain, there was nobody at home. He thought that if he knew where Ya Molian stored his money, he might be able to steal it while he wasn't at home, so he wouldn't have to worry about money anymore.
If he had known that his momentary greed would bring so much trouble, he would never have coveted Ya Molian's money.
Now, he didn't know what the man before him would do with him.