The two boxes of gold coins and valuables were all moved back to the tribe. The tribe was in celebration - slaughtering pigs and goats, singing and dancing. The tribe had no concept of a ‘God of Fortune’ but everyone saw Xia Lei as a bringer of good fortune. His arrival in the tribe pulled over 10,000 out of poverty and turned it into a place of prosperity. 2,000,000 US dollars, a large number of gold coins, jade, porcelain, artifacts - these were beyond the wildest dreams of the women who lived by depending on the sale of goats. 

Everyone was in celebration but a person who should have been happy was shedding tears.

“You’re leaving?” In the house, Szlamy looked at Xia Lei with tears in her eyes. “Why?”

Xia Lei put his arms around her shoulders and said gently, “I have to go. If the Americans know I’m here they will come to try and capture me.”

“I’ll kill them if they dare set foot here!” said Szlamy emotionally, “You gave us a bunch of advanced weapons, right? We have the ability to protect you!”

Xia Lei smiled wryly and shook his head. “How can your tribe stop the advancement...