Zhao Mu was wealthy, but his wealth was his alone. He possessed a selfish disposition, offering little benefit to the clan. In contrast, Zhao Shu was far less generous than Zhao Shu!
Their haul exceeded 10,000 liang, with each of them potentially receiving 1,000 to 2,000 liang, alongside two valuable antiques for emergencies. With prudent management, this windfall could secure the family's well-being for decades.
Returning home, Zhao Shu wore a contented smile.
That evening, they selected one-third of the treasures and brought 30,000 liang to visit Shao Yunduan and Qiao Xuan at the hostel.
"Please accept these humble offerings, Officer Shao and Madame Shao!" Zhao Shu said, eager yet worried about their response. "Officer Shao, Madame Shao, I insist, consider these gifts a token of our gratitude!"
Qiao Xuan couldn't help but chuckle. "Young Master Zhao, since you acquired these freely, we won't stand in your way."
