Chapter 647 — Tail
Years of Heartflutter · Page 2 of 2
As one close to the chief, Brother Yao was habitually haughty and looked down on everyone else in the stronghold. Having spoken, he did not go inside but simply stood where he was and paid the subordinate no further mind.
Seeing that Brother Yao would not go announce him, the subordinate grew anxious: "Brother Yao, this is urgent—why won't you go tell the chief?"
"Damn it! I go when I want to go—who are you to remind me? What do you think you are?" Brother Yao was instantly displeased, and eyed the man with impatience: "Wait over there. Don't stand here getting in my way!"
"Brother Yao, how can you be like this? This really is a matter of great importance!" The subordinate was somewhat helpless. What was the matter with this Brother Yao?
"The chief is resting now. If I go disturb him, what if he curses me out?" Brother Yao was a gatekeeper, so he had no idea that the chief had ordered another trusted man to go test Yang Juehuan. Thus Brother Yao, as always, was full of swagger toward those who wished to see the chief—without some profit in it, no one was getting through that door!
"If you go, he won't curse you!" the subordinate thought. People are dead—how big can this be? How could he curse you?
"I say, you must be new here from some other stronghold, aren't you? Don't you know the rules at all?" Brother Yao was finally losing patience. He held out a palm: "You want me to announce you to the chief—don't you know to show a little something? Who does a favor for nothing? Who do you think you are?"
"You—you—" The subordinate had never imagined that with a matter this grave, he would still have to pay to have word passed to the chief. Wasn't this Brother Yao a bit too crooked? He was getting angry too: "There's no profit in it for you. Go or don't go, as you please. I'll just wait here. If business is delayed, it's on your head!"
With that, he stepped to one side and washed his hands of it.
"Go on and wait then, dumb bird!" Brother Yao curled his lip. He had seen plenty of fools like this—blustering that they would wait right here. Let them wait; a day or two and they would soften of their own accord, and then would they not come properly bearing gifts and piling on the fine words?
So Brother Yao did not mind in the least, and went on leisurely guarding the chief's gate.
The Bitter Chief waited a long while and received no report from the men he had sent out earlier. Growing uneasy, he asked the trusted man beside him, "Those men with Wang Xiaozhao—they've been gone so long, why is there still no word? Call them and ask what on earth is going on."
Even in the jungles of Miaojiang, cell phones were in use. The Yimiao Stronghold was nearest to the outside, so the signal reached even here; further in, the signal would grow weaker and weaker...
"Yes, Chief!" The trusted man nodded and dialed Wang Xiaozhao's number. The call connected at once, but no one answered for the longest time—and after a long wait, still no one answered...!