Ten minutes later, the main courtyard of Iron-Jaw Fortress Moon looked like a giant yellow dandelion patch.
All three thousand elite guards of the Iron-Mandible Clan, forty-two clan elders, First Grand Elder Chong Wu, and the mighty Rank 8 Peak Patriarch Chong Bawang himself had been stripped of their storage rings and zipped neatly into bright neon-yellow Galactic Debtor Work-Suits!
Right in the center of the courtyard, Hong Ling and Abacus Su had set up ten long wooden audit tables. Above their heads, fifty giant spatial cargo chutes were sucking five hundred years of hoarded gold bars, Spirit Stones, and antique jade treasures out of the clan’s underground vaults and sorting them directly into the treasury cars of the Star-Train.
“Let’s see here!” Hong Ling sang out happily, her two red braids swinging as she weighed a pile of spatial rings on her scale. “From the Iron-Mandible Clan’s five underground vaults, we have recovered three hundred billion tons of star-gold, eighty trillion Spirit Stones, and ten thousand boxes of stolen mortal land deeds! After returning all the stolen land deeds to the fifty planets and applying the gold toward your Two Quadrillion Grain-Note signpost fine, your clan still owes one quadrillion, six hundred and twenty trillion Grain-Notes!”
