"That bastard! He is truly scheming!" General Frank muttered in dissatisfaction. He was sitting in front of his son, complaining like a child.
Jade looked at his father helplessly. "Father, you should be more patient."
"Jade, I want to, but the representative of the Black Vulture had requested 2000 kg of rice! Do you understand just how staggering that amount is? I thought of using the food stored in the reservoirs in Brochill Mountain, and hence prevented the military from dispatching the teams there. I almost succeeded, and my team had reached halfway there. Who would have thought that Silas not only reached the foot of the Brochill mountain even after starting his journey late, but he also caught my people who had covered 90% of the path!"
General Frank was on the verge of breaking down. His planning was getting ruined because of that bastard again and again.
"Father." Jade called out, noticing that General Frank had vented half of his frustration, "I have a plan."
