He waited two seconds.
There was no reply to the message.
Then the phone rang as though calling him to his doom.
He answered. "Minis-"
"Do you want to die?!" An utterly hysterical roar came from the other end. "I told you to keep an eye on her, and this is what you let happen? Why aren't you dead yet?! Go die in a minute! What use are you alive?"
Sweat poured down his head in a sudden rush. "I've really been too busy these past few days. A secret assignment suddenly came down from above, and in just these few days, I... I had no idea this would happen..."
"Then what the shit do you know? What bullshit secret assignment could matter more than my people!"
Minister Nan's voice thundered deafeningly over the phone. "You're fucking neglecting your duties, abusing your authority for personal gain, you, you, you... even if you fucking want to die, don't drag me down with you!"
That last sentence actually carried a hint of grief and indignation.
The head of the Nine Heavens Pavilion immediately jumped in fright.
How could he have known that the powerful, high-ranking Minister Nan had nearly become a bird startled by the mere twang of a bowstring lately? You Dongtian had screwed him over, he had fought with the Witch Tribe, and there had been one upheaval after another. Yet when all was said and done, he still couldn't get clear of that family. Now that family was involved again. It would have been strange if he were in a good mood.
"What exactly happened?!" Minister Nan truly felt helpless.
This time, he might really be finished!
*I'm still on the blacklist over his son's business, and now something's happened with his daughter too. They're going to drive me