Fulfilling a favour

Listening to that wretched Shama phrasing his words like that, Kuchai widened his mouth. He was an honest and faithful individual, but couldn’t find the words in the face of Shama’s fallacious argument. In actual fact, if not for Kuchai holding a rather high position of a government official, possessing a vast circle of influential friends, Shama would’ve long ordered for a bullet to smash his brains like a watermelon.

"Let’s go!" Shama stood up while putting up a fake smile. He cupped his hands politely to the ashen faced Grandmaster Yabile, as he demonstrated his superfluous farewell etiquette. Finally, he very bluntly pointed towards the few individuals of Caiba and others, intending to forcefully take them as captives.

All of a sudden from afar, a dull voice drifted over.

"Wait."

Everyone’s attention was gathered to the issuer of that voice. Indeed, it was Sheyan, who had his arms folded across his chest while he spectated from the side.

He glanced sheepishly at Shama.