"Fugui! With this money, you can go to the city to study, and in the future, you might pass the exams and become a respected official!" Another lean Hunter shouted to a boy beside him, who wore a wolf-skin hat and carried a small Hunting Bow on his back.
The boy named Fugui, about eleven or twelve years old, stubbornly muttered, "I don't want to be an official! I want to learn hunting from Second Uncle and Third Uncle! I also want to wear a majestic tiger-skin coat!"
"Nonsense!" the Big-bearded Hunter sternly reprimanded, "What prospects are there in hunting? The beasts in the mountains are becoming increasingly fierce, you never know when you'll run into a man-eating demon! Becoming an official through studying is what truly brings honor to the family! Stop the chatter, hurry! Don't let that treasure get away!"
