"Nan Chu hid in the mountains after burning down the village. That was when I happened to run into him and learned of everything he had endured. Pitying his plight, I gave him the only three yuan I had on me and urged him to go to Hong Kong, thinking it might offer him a sliver of hope. How he actually made it to Hong Kong, I don't know.
Six months ago, he sent someone to find me and delivered a letter. He wrote that if it hadn't been for the money I gave him, he never would have reached Hong Kong, let alone achieved the success he has there now. He called me his benefactor and promised to repay me. Since then, he has stayed in touch through his people, sending me goods and even providing me with some manpower. After all, I was born and raised here, and I still have a deep affection for my homeland.
I won't hide it from you: I have already completed a few deals with the boss of the Black Market in Chun City and made quite a bit of money. The goods were all shipped by Nan Chu; we are in a partnership. Or perhaps, it wouldn't be accurate to call it a partnership—it’s more that I am working for him. The supplies I brought for the border troops were also obtained by Nan Chu. When he heard I wanted to send some holiday provisions to the border guards, he sent everything over immediately. He only had his people pass on one message: that he, too, was once a soldier."
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