In his fifties, Cardo has gradually come to appreciate the unforgiving feeling of time. He struggled to get up from his bed, and with great difficulty removed the smooth thighs of the sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl who was pressing on him.

He stood up and looked in the mirror depressedly at his fat, deformed body. He leaned down in front of the huge mirror to check the wrinkles on his forehead.

"Damn!" he exclaimed angrily.

Despite all the money, it doesn't matter if you are rich or poor. The thought that if he dies of old age, his money will also go into other people's pockets, Cardo is filled with anger.

"Damn!" he scolded angrily.

He hit the woman on the bed with a cane in the ass. With a snap, a thick bruise was left on the smooth white buttocks.

The girl woke up with a wow.

"Roll off my bed, you sow. Glaring, Cardo said.

So the girl panicked and straightened up her clothes. I didn't even have time to tie my clothes and escaped from the room.

This comical sight made Cardoha laugh, and his mood of loss due to aging instantly improved.

He dressed himself and opened the door.

Facing the lotus pond in front of the courtyard, he opened his arms and took a deep breath, and even his big belly rose and fell with it.

"Good weather!" he said cheerfully, looking at the bright sun in the sky.

With a pleasant step, he was ready to go to breakfast.

"Morning! Along the way, the hired subordinate nodded and greeted him. He held his head high, and only made a nasal voice when he was in a good mood in response.

Cardo's appetite was small, and he only ate more when he was in a better mood, but his food was always on the table.

He picked and picked a few chopsticks, and then motioned for the servant to serve the tea.

Cardo understands how happy his life is, and he also understands that money makes his life so happy, so he will do whatever it takes to make money and defend his property.

Cardo was born into a family of grain merchants. From an early age, he admired his father because he was majestic in front of many people.

One day, Cardo asked his father.

"How much profit will you make if you farm honestly?"

"It's just barely enough to eat. In times of calamity, they will endure hunger. ”

"What if the merchant smuggles?"

"That's about a tenfold profit. ”

"What if you take over a country?"

"Then your fortune will probably be uncountable. ”

"I see. ”

"No, you don't know. ”

"All I'm saying is if you're smart enough and you let your conscience go. ”

"If you can't let go of your conscience, then you should farm. Merchant you will lose all your money. ”

The first lesson his father taught him was to take him to the land of a farmer who had mortgaged his land because of a disaster year. Cardo saw the family weeping and pleading, but his father was unmoved.

I heard that the next day, the man of that family committed suicide. But what does this have to do with Cardo?

"Mr. Cardo!" a samurai knelt in front of Cardo.

"Tell me something!" cried Cardo with a cane. He has always had a bad temper.

"Dazna has returned from the Land of Fire. ”

"Dazna?" said Cardo with his cane on the ground. "Did that guy make a deal with the Fire Nation?"

"I'm going to kill him, I'm going to kill him, and whoever prevents me from getting rich will die!"

"But he hired ninjas from Konoha. ”

"Let the ghost brother and the ghost brother deal with them!"

"Yes!"

The samurai faded respectfully. And Cardo lost his good mood because of Dazna's return, and his heart was inexplicably uneasy.

"Hey, who's the best ninja in the bounty right now? ”

"It's the traitor of Wuyin Village, and the ghost man who can skillfully use three knives will not be killed. ”

"What price"

"One million taels!

"One million taels, it's really expensive! Let's let the ghost brother try it first." Cardo pondered. He took a new step.