"Heh." Liam chuckled and continued following the village chief. He knew that his plan was working and he was not done yet.
In no time at all, the festivities began and the grand feast was well underway, with everybody celebrating in full swing.
The fine aroma of the meat filled the air, boisterous laughs of the villagers rang loudly and a group of beautiful women gathered around to dance and put on a show.
Liam silently chewed the food in his mouth watching everything with a faint amusement in his eyes.
He waited a while, giving the village chief enough time to settle down and just as he was about to take the first bite, Liam hit the nail on the head.
"Is the village struggling to support itself?" He smiled.
The village chief looked startled at first but then his expression turned solemn. "Yes, my Lord. we are indeed struggling for the past few years."