FreeNovel"Village secretary? We're here to help Yanfren and did not touch the graves here. Why do we need to compensate you?" Wilbur asked.
Booker's face darkened immediately and said in a low voice, "How dare you say you didn't touch it when the grave is in this sorry state? You're just being disrespectful right now. Gregory, summon the villagers and have them decide." The young man beside him agreed and ran off to make calls. Meanwhile, Booker seemed to be observing Yanfren closely.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJust then, Wilbur saw Yanfren wave at him, so he walked over with a frown. Yanfren then whispered into his ear, "This guy used to be a bully in the village. He's just trying to ask for money. Now that he's the village secretary, I can't afford to offend him." Wilbur nodded slowly and said, "Looks like you managed to earn smoney over the years." "I made a small profit, but it's not much," Yanfren said with a glint in his eyes.
Wilbur chuckled. A person needed to be considerably rich to afford a house in Seechertown. Yanfren seemed like he was afraid of others finding out that he was loaded.
However, Yanfren was from this village, so Booker was quite well-informed about Yanfren's situation.
"Go talk to him and have him hire people to fill up the grave. You just need to pay them for their labor. We'll settle the matter about your father." Wilbur could not be bothered to deal with those people, so he gave Yanfren that suggestion.
Yanfren thought about it and agreed to Wilbur's suggestion. He could not let his father's corpse be exposed to the elements like that either. He would just let Booker benefit a little out of this and leave things be.
With that, he walked up to Booker and was all smiles. "Mister Stagen, can you hire speople to repair my father's grave? I'll pay for the cost. What do you think?" "That's a cost you'll have to bear to begin with. However, there's another problem. You guys disturbed the peace of our ancestors, and I must hire someone to conduct a ceremony to appease them. You'll be bearing the cost for that too," Booker said.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmYanfren sighed after hearing that. "Fine. How much is it?" Booker knew full well about Yanfren's situation. Booker was a shameless bully in the village to begin with, so nobody dared to cross him. Yanfren did not want to get into more trouble either. After all, this place was his hometown. He could deal with a minor extortion like that.
Booker nodded in satisfaction. "That's more like it. I won't ask that much from you. Just cough up a million and I'll let this slide." "What? A million?" Yanfren was dumbfounded.
Booker's expression turned sour anc sked, "Is a million too much? I knov 'ou've made quite a bit of money >ver the years in the city. Moreover, 'ou disturbed the peace of our 'illage. We're already being plenty jenerous by asking you to settle this Vith money." >w"Even so, it shouldn't need a million dollars! This is just blackmailing!" Yanfren retorted.
Booker bellowed angrily, "What the et f*ck do you mean? How dare you accuseof blackmailing you! If you weren't from this village, we would've tired you guys up and given you a good beating right away. Do you know how our village deals with people who disturb our peace? Consider yourself lucky if you can walk out of here alive." Yanfren was stunned. His face turned red from the indignity. "I don't have that much money." He could not even take out 100 thousand, let alone a million. Over the years, he ran a small shop with his wife and the couple managed to save up a small fortune by working hard. There was no way he could let Booker take all his money away just like that. Just as they were fighting, a few more cars pulled over and over a dozen young men got out of the cars. They were all wielding sticks and quickly approached the group. The thugs surrounded Wilbur's group in an instant and asked, "Bro, what's going on?" "Yanfren brought speople here to disturb the peace of our village. I'm asking him to pay up as compensation, but he's unwilling to do so. What do you guys think we should do?" Booker said coldly.
"Damn it. Did this guy forget his roots after spending a few years in the city?" "Let's just beat him up first. How dare he disturb the peace of our village!" "That's right. We'll beat him to death if he doesn't pay up, then bury him with his father." Wilbur scoffed as he watched the rowdy group.
They were no villagers. They were clearly thugs working for Booker. Yanfren would not be allowed to leave without paying up. However, there was no way Wilbur could let something like that happen. He suddenly yelled, "Shut up, all of you!" The crowd was stunned into silence. Wilbur then said slowly, "First of all, we weren't the ones who destroyed the grave. Secondly, even if we did that grave belongs to Yanfren's family. It has nothing to do with you guys. If you're trying to blackmail him with this, then you guys are making a big mistake."
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