The township head had spoken. What more could Zhao Guofeng say?
Zhao Youcai, upon hearing this, was seething with rage. To hunt a mountain beast, they had to appoint a specific person? Was the prey Zhao Jun brought back somehow more special than anyone else's?
His source of income was gone, and the personal savings he'd painstakingly squirreled away had been confiscated. This deeply troubled Zhao Youcai.
But if Zhao Youcai were sixty this year, he would have just given up and lived out his golden years at home like Xu Changlin. With an outstanding son like Zhao Jun, he would have had no worries about retirement. He might even have been able to throw his weight around the house like Tao Fulun.
But he was only forty-five, still in the prime of his life. It wasn't time for him to step aside yet.
Therefore, Zhao Youcai couldn't relinquish his position as head of the family to Zhao Jun, even if it were only in name. What's more, he had to keep striving!
