"I dare not deceive you; it's true, we really found a gold mine." The subordinate was almost too excited to speak.
They had been helping the Second Young Master move things, discreetly, only working at night. They had just finished the previous day, and now they needed to restore the moved area.
They had trampled the umbrella trees nearby while moving things, so they planned to shift some of the trees from a nearby hill to cover the traces of disturbed soil.
Who would have thought that when a shovel went down, it hit something hard beneath and couldn't dig through.
One of them grabbed a pickaxe to dig, and a swing of the pickaxe revealed a gold-colored rock.
Perhaps hearing about gold mines too often recently, especially since they were moving treasures, naturally led them to wonder if it was truly a gold mine.
With this thought, they continued to dig.
The result was obvious; when they cleared the umbrella trees, yellow rocks were exposed underneath.
