In a lounge within the Supreme Chieftain's Residence, Mr. Brady sat quietly waiting with his trusted aides.
Accompanying them was a cup of tea.
They had been sitting for several hours.
Not to mention seeing Chen Feiqiu, they hadn't even seen a ghost.
Finally, one of Mr. Brady's aides couldn't resist and, seeing no one around, leaned close to Mr. Brady and whispered, "Mr. Brady, it's almost noon. Are we going to just sit here waiting the whole time? Maybe we should call the butler to inquire again."
Initially, a butler there had received them, arranged for them to rest here, and conveyed the Supreme Chieftain's words.
Presently, the Supreme Chieftain was receiving some critical treatment and could not attend, Lady Daliya was accompanying him and could not leave.
Regarding the commercial negotiations with Mr. Brady, they had been handed over to the chieftain's son—Mr. Awak Wak Lakla, along with the newly appointed special commercial adviser of the country.
