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Young Chief

Her twin was missing, her best friend killed, and her nation destroyed. Wu Yifei embarked on a journey to revenge but found herself in midst of an irksome global conspiracy.

davexlee · Fantasy
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8 Chs

Wu Yifei (2)

A song here and a glass there and it was late into the night before anyone knew it and everyone present had become one large boisterous group. Everyone was in good mood, momentarily forget about the training or mission they must do when the sunrises tomorrow.

Yifei's hands had long clenched, her sanity was wearing thin. Her head was calculating the money for those jar of wine and meat. A conspicuous figure in red going around and inviting the officers to toast, laughing at the joke and telling one another about their battle experiences. Ji Huli really irked her dissatisfaction. 

"Young... Young Chief."

A stuttering male voice caught her attention, there was a group of four recruits with a flustered face. One of them had a plate of meat, while some others held a jar of wine.

"Can I help you?"

"Young Chief, could you give us the honor to have a toast with you?"

"I don't drink." The youth's obvious disappointment made her lip twitched, she must think of something. "I think the wine is almost running out, I'm going to the tavern to order some more wine."

Acting like a bunch of kids they were, their eyes sparkling with happiness - made her goosebumps. She hurriedly walked out of the camp, praying to the Great Dragon they were not tailing her. After all, she wasn't really intending to replenished Huli's wine.

"Young Chief, my name is Bao Ren. Everyone called me Baobao." She was surprised to find the boy with crescent eyes at her side. His smile was polite and friendly, unlike a certain someone.

"Young Chief, I'm Song Lin. I've idolizing you since I'm young." Now a slender girl with a long sword on her hand also followed.

Yifei had no time to reacted because two other youths also mimicking her pace, "Young Chief, I'm the handsome one. Fu Bai. This is Fu Xin." He continued before Yifei could talk, "We are not a twin, we are cousins. Fu Xin's father is my third uncle."

A delicate-looking girl smiled shyly, "Greetings, Young Chief. I'm Fu Xin, you could call me Little Fu." 

"Yes, and I'm the Big Fu."

She responded lightly, baffled by their innocent-looking smile. "I see, welcome to the Red Batalyon."

Baobao questioned beside her, "Young Chief, I heard Rose pavilion has the best fruity wine. Are we going there?"

"What do you know, Baobao! You listen to this brother, okay. The White Jade is the best tavern in the entire Black Temple. They have various kinds of wine from the entire Liu continent. The Young Chief is a generous person, she must choose the best place to get wine."

Yifei almost choked hearing the Fu Bai assessment of herself. In her entire life of twenty years, there was absolutely no reason that word could be associated with her. Asked her business partner and rivals.

"How about the food, Young Chief?"

Fu Xin's question was interjected by Song Lin, "Yes, Young Chief. They also have a big appetite, we must buy more snacks and meat. Some of the comrades also can't eat meat, we must choose the vegetarian and seafood base."

"That's a good idea, Song Lin. This brother can see you are very observant!"

"Thank you for Brother Fu's compliment." Song Lin gave Fu Bai a fist salute.

"It's nothing," He humbly sent her a salute, then seemed to remember something. "Young Chief, some people also can't hold their liquor. I think it's best to provide them with fruit or flower wine and for the elder officers, we must give them stronger wine! I heard the White Jade has a specialty wine called the Ginger Blood! Last time it was auctioned for a hundred gold!"

This time YIfei resolutely muting the outside noise, she won't buy that damn wine even if her life depended on it!

"Young Chief! We must buy that Ginger Blood! The Commander and instructors must love it!" Fu Xin's excitement erased the shy impression she had on Yifei.

"Yes, Young Chief. You must buy them."

"Yes, yes. Let people know you are also part of the Red Batalyon!"

WHO? WHO WERE THEY? WHICH BASTARD SENT THESE BRATS TO ANNOYED HER?

Wu Yifei spent her youth casting her whip to practice Magick or wage a war of wits with his business rivals to make money. Facing these chirping brats she was speechless and hastened her steps to the nearby store. She was too careless and bumped into someone, "I'm so-"

"Watch where you're going!" An angry voice interrupted her apology. "Young Master, are you alright?" The man was busily dusting the young man's clothes from the invisible dirt.

The young master held a long sword in his right hand, its scabbard had a snake emblem swirling on its body and a remarkable emerald on the edge of its grip. Wu Yifei knew for certain it had a smooth and wide blade, with a jagged, warped cross-guard - adding weight to the blade for a better weight balance as well as offering hand protection during a battle. Due to its sharpness in one edge, this weapon will protect its master from incoming blows while also giving them the ability to shred their enemies to pieces.

The enemy really did meet a narrow end. Her dark as a night orbs turned cold full of disgust, the market was the biggest one in the city yet she still bumped into this person. Today really wasn't her best day.

The man was wearing a tailored fit robe and trousers. Its collar had a wavy golden pattern which gives the suit a dignified look. "I should have checked the almanac before going out, puih!" He spat to the ground as if his life depended on it.

Unfortunately, it was all just a cheap facade. Yifei glanced at the ducklings behind her, "Be careful, children. You must not judge someone by their appearance."

Although confused, the four youth nodded. They were actually dumbfounded when the older man being rude but the calm demeanor from the Young Chief held them back.

She didn't want to waste her energy for a moron, might as well bought the damn wine for those officers. She slightly tilted her head to Fu Bai, "Show me the way to that tavern."

"Uh?" the boy blinked his eyes, other than rejected their invitation to drink the Young Chief hadn't breathed a single word to them. Now he was scared silly.

"Humped! A silly servant and unrefined master, really a match made in heaven."

Wu Yifei held no contempt for an insignificant character like this butler, but he got the ball to call these kids servants. The air around them stilled, the passerby and vendors felt the unusual chill. The half formed crowd squinting their eyes accusingly, then she grabbed the young master's collar. Whisperering in his ears, "Yuan Zian, discipline your dog before I dismembered him in front of your lair."

"Young Master!" The elder man panicked but he was scared to move.

The young man glared at her, "Wu Yifei! Don't be a bully."

"Bully? Me?" A dangerous spark shone on her eyes,  "Do you want me to show you what bullying really means?"

Those eyes mimicked one another in hatred.

Yuan Zian tightening his jaw, "Butler Jo! Apologize to her!" This girl was slippery,  her mind was deep and never acted according to commonsense. She always did what she said. A gentleman's revenge wasn't bound to time. 

"But, Young Master!" The elder man argued, he just arrived at the capital and landed on this big job after much bribery. His self esteem couldn't take it.

"Now!" His handsome and kind master roared.

Jo San clenched his hands, "This servant offended Young Miss. Please Young Miss to forgive."

Yifei straightening Yuan Zian's collar then curled her lips, "Kowtow to him and I'll consider this matter finished."

Jo San widened his eyes, looking at the girl in white as if she was a monster. Who did she think she was? A princess?

Yuan Zian made a fist salute gesture to Fu Bai, "Younger brother, today is indeed Zian servant's fault. I ask this brother to be generous."

Jo San was dumbfounded, so did the youths, especially Fu Bai. This is the young master of the Yuan family! YUAN FAMILY! He was humbling himself just because the Young Chief said something.

Fu Bai and the others reciprocate his salute while bowing, "Young Master Yuan doesn't need to be serious. The Young Chief is kind to us. It is all my fault."

"Young Master, is she really…"

"Remember her face. She is the only person our mansion couldn't afford to offend."

The words made Jo San feel better, thank Great Dragon his master was here. If he was alone and offended this great lord then he was probably dead. After all, a figure the Yuan family must give courtesy to can't be an ordinary girl. Although she had the title, this kind of treatment meant she had some means. He bowed deeply, "This servant thanks the Young Master for his teaching."