Price wasn't exactly surprised by Chorvic's question, but he was surprised by the level of knowledge this man seemed to wield. Perhaps more than even the likes of Arubak. And this man was a bit harder to read than Arubak, his interest was undoubtedly not passing, so then the question was what he hoped to gain.
A wry grin formed on Price's face as he gave a small chuckle. "Well, I was under the impression The Rock was quite an isolated place, seemed to be the place to go. As for what actually happened... Well you're Sorillian. After the Oblivion Crisis and the war finished, I was trying to get my factories back up and running. Actually, that was fairly successful, we were some of the first manufacturers to get things pulled together so quickly."
Price gave a slight sigh before continuing. "Well, as it turns out I wasn't the only one interested in my factories, and my land. Some upstart nobles that got pulled into the Matranical Empire came along with various local officials from the different planets we operated on, spouting off nonsense about 'Eminent domain'. In other words, the nobles wanted my lands, and my factories. Believe it or not, rather than just stealing them from me, I actually managed to work out a pretty sizeable exchange. Rather than cash though, I asked for it in gold and other valuables, like art."
There was a pause as Price thought about how much else to tell this man, but decided to take a gamble on it. "Anyways, my employees were always rather fond of me. I paid decent wages and did my best to look after them. They weren't about to work for any noblemen. Instead, they helped me rob several banks of their gold supplies, and on top of that... Well Chorvic, I decided if I couldn't have my land, my factories, my blood, sweat, toil, and tears, then neither were these nobles. So I blew it all up with ships and lots of dynamite. My factories, mansions, offices. Everything. Ran off here to The Rock with some of the treasure, sent the rest of it to random locations across the galaxy. I don't imagine many people will be finding it at this rate."
The industrialist started to chuckle before he quickly snapped his fingers. "Oh yes, so now I've managed to bankrupt several of those nobles, get onto wanted lists as both a Pirate, Bandit, and Economic Terrorist, and make off with a near mythical treasure. Dad would be proud." Price snickered to himself.