The old man’s eyes reddened even further; warmth began to tingle in his chest.
"You have to accept this. This is a token of my appreciation-and it contains the hearts of all the soldiers of our country," Fane insisted, earnest and solemn in his persuasion.
"A-Alright. Thank you very, very much!"
The old man's eyes turned glassy. He slowly took the gemstone from Fane's hands.
"It contains the hearts of all the soldiers in our country? Hmph. You think too highly of yourself now. Even a general wouldn’t spew such flowery nonsense!" Michael, who stood by the side, smiled a cruel smile when he heard this.
"Talking as though you were a god of war!" he scoffed t o himself.
"Thank...thank you!"
The old man wanted to get onto his knees, but Fane stopped him.
The old man quickly went to a nearby store to exchange the jadeite for money. So long as it was sold for a slightly cheaper price, plenty of brokers were willing to buy such gemstones.
"How generous of you, giving something worth 7 to 8
million away just like that. Why didn’t you keep it for yourself? If you gave it to Grandfather Taylor, the Taylors wouldn’t trouble you so much since its value i s almost 10 million. Well, almost... But it's better than not being able to fork out anything when his birthday comes along!"
Michael smirked as he came face-to-face with Fane.
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