In the primitive forest filled with towering trees, Deng Chun chose a large black locust tree, constructed a treehouse, and made his dwelling in the trees.
After listening to Tong Sanlang disclose his purpose, he raised his hand to stroke his graying beard, then spoke, "So the treasure is really gone?"
"It's gone." Tong Sanlang met his sharp gaze without flinching.
"What about the water drop pendant you wore?" Deng Chun's gaze fell on his neck.
"I gave it to Qiao Xiaomai yesterday."
Upon hearing this, Deng Chun frowned, "You gave it away?"
"She's the girl I intend to cherish for my entire life." Tong Sanlang declared.
"That belonged to your great-grandmother." Deng Chun emphasized the words 'great-grandmother'.
"When I was young and it was found, you and Grandfather both decided that I should keep it, which means it's mine, and I have the right to give it away, don't I?" Tong Sanlang explained calmly.
Hearing this, Deng Chun's brow furrowed more tightly.