Noticing her silence and anger, Tong Sanlang quickly added, "Don't be angry. My grandfather told me to find a suitable place. I've already decided where to choose."
"Where?" Qiao Xiaomai asked with a stern face.
"In the forest behind Rooster Mountain."
Behind Rooster Mountain lies a vast, untouched forest; it's a great place to bury things.
Hearing this, Qiao Xiaomai snorted and said, "Then why didn't your great-grandmother bury the treasure in the forest in the first place?"
"It's not easy to transport across the mountain, moreover, it's more reassuring to have the treasure buried on one's own property."
"It's under my property." Qiao Xiaomai glared at him.
"That's why I said, it's fate. You happen to be here, and this batch of treasure just happens to be buried under your house." Tong Sanlang laughed. His eyes gleamed like beautiful gemstones, reflecting Qiao Xiaomai's silhouette.