*Some Minutes Earlier Before The Announcement*
Biyu's husband, Haoran stood in the midst of the other men from his circle, who numbered up to four, with him inclusive, all working within the breeding and transporting business of fish.
"This is not good, now that someone else has won the competition, the opportunity to attend the summit is ruined. Who was the fool who flew that golden dragon?" Deming asked in a pissed tone.
The other men sneered, "It was unfortunate that we did not fulfil our agenda, now what step do we take?"
Haoran who played the role of their leader fixed his gaze on the village head, he narrowed his eyes, watching as he drank and laughed beside his wives, without a care in the world.
"Tch," Deming gritted his teeth, "The village head lacks the assertiveness to handle our business, the summit was our only chance to gain more connections and stretch our business across the borders." he added, fuelling their anger.
