"White Ma, where did you find the gold coin?"
Woof—
"Under the cliff," White Ma said.
"Fali, let's go look there." Chen Zhao pulled Fali along.
There was a rocky beach at the edge of Angel Beach. A cliff loomed over it. It was more than 20 meters high.
The waves here were much bigger and there were abnormally-shaped rocks in the water, so few tourists dared to come here.
Chen Zhao and Fali came to the rocky beach while holding hands. They were cautious too.
But it was like flat land to White Ma and Black Ma. They jumped up and down on the rocks. Just then, White Ma seemed to find something. He sniffed the ground and then stuck his head into the water. A moment later, he floated up and ran to Chen Zhao. He opened his mouth and tossed another coin into Chen Zhao's hands.
Chen Zhao and Fali exchanged glances. They couldn't hide their joy. These two weren't the type that treated money like dirt. Survival meant that they needed money.