Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets
Chapter 965 - 534: Bastard Wants to Kill the Donkey after Grinding?

Chapter 965: Chapter 534: Bastard Wants to Kill the Donkey after Grinding?

Elder Hassan had arranged the transportation of the first batch of supplies when Elder Kaman came hurriedly with his people.

"You sure brought a lot of people!" Elder Hassan said with a laugh as he looked at the two hundred people accompanying Elder Kaman, "Now we can transport all the supplies back in one go."

"Leave the transportation work to them; I need to talk to you about something important." Elder Kaman glanced around, only spotting Clarence Hughes, who was checking the supplies, then pulled Elder Hassan to one side and asked:

"Where are those people from China?"

"They’ve gone into the mountain for a look around. There’s not much for them to do here." Elder Hassan pointed in the direction where James Ross and his group had left.

"I’m planning to keep them here," Elder Kaman said in a lowered voice, serious in his intent, "If we do, it could bring our tribe another substantial income."

"Keep them here? How?" A sense of foreboding crept over Elder Hassan, "Mr. Knight has significant influence in China. He has his own business, and Clarence Hughes is the headmaster of a School across there. How can you make them stay? They wouldn’t possibly stay!"

"I received a hefty bounty offer for Sean Knight; if we keep him here, we can get 5 million dollars from the bounty!

Think about it, 5 million dollars! It could transform our tribe completely!"

"Kaman! You’re still in touch with those people!" Elder Hassan’s face fell as he heard this, glaring at Kaman he shouted, "Those people made our tribe suffer so much! Have you forgotten all about it?

How many strong men from our tribe have died because of them!

How can you be so foolish to fall for their tricks over and over again?"

The tall Elder Kaman was pushed back step by step by the force of the smaller Elder Hassan’s demeanor, while clan members in the distance heard the shouting and turned to look this way.

Feeling his dignity offended, Elder Kaman couldn’t help but growl at Hassan:

"I’m also thinking about the tribe’s welfare! In our remote, broken-down place, how can we become wealthy without taking some risks?

I’m tired of this life of digging sand in caves every day, never tasting anything good!

Now we have a chance to live comfortably every day, eating meat, drinking wine, living in a big house with air conditioning. Why shouldn’t we give it a try? The only sacrifice is a few lives that have nothing to do with us!

In our place, everything is worth money, except for human life!"

By the end, Elder Kaman was also shouting.

"Have you thought about the consequences? They came here openly; many people know about it!

If something happens to them here, do you think the entire tribe could be disassociated from it?

Let’s not talk about Clarence Hughes, just Sean Knight—he’s registered with the senior management over there!

If something happens to him here, do you really think the other side will look the other way or just settle for a simple condemnation?

Is your brain eaten by worms, or have your eyes been blinded by profit? Can’t you see the identities of those few people accompanying him?

And there’s Clarence Hughes—the headmaster of a School over there!

If something happens to him here, do you believe that while the other side might outwardly just condemn, they will absolutely take significant action privately?

To an organization like that, erasing a tribe like ours easily without causing much fuss is no difficult feat!

You don’t think now with the United States in charge, they would stand up for us, do you? If you really did such a thing and the United States found out, do you believe they won’t send the army over, capture us and hand us over to ensure no backlash?"

Elder Kaman was left red-faced and embarrassed by Elder Hassan’s stream of rebuke, although he felt there was some truth to it, he still could not help but defend himself:

"So we just don’t do it ourselves, but if we provide their information to the other side, we can still get one million dollars!

Think about it; how much does our whole tribe earn from hard work after a whole year? This money is enough for the entire tribe to have worked hard for many years!"

"Didn’t you see?" Elder Hassan, feeling that Kaman had really lost his mind, pointed to the items being carried by the tribal residents and said:

"Mr. Knight and his group brought us so much in less than one week, are you blind?

Or do you think without them, we could find all these things ourselves? Wake up, old Kaman, you’ve been blinded by profit!

If you continue like this, not only will you doom yourself, but you will also drag the entire tribe into the abyss!

Do you think if you leak their information, nobody will find out? You’re underestimating the power of that great nation across from us!"

Having said his piece, Elder Hassan no longer paid attention to Kaman and walked towards the crowd.

The task of transporting supplies was something the tribal residents had done before, so they were very experienced at it.

Using ropes they had brought, they lifted various Boxes out of the cave and then placed them on the various cars ready to be transported away.

If there was not enough space on the cars, people would carry the loads on their backs or shoulders; in any case, not a bit of the supplies went to waste.

Clarence Hughes, who was away in the cave checking supplies, also heard about the argument between the two elders, and he hurried over, bumping into Elder Hassan on his way.