"Jeff, did he agree?"
However, Jeff didn't answer directly. Instead, he looked at Feng Mountain with a smile and gestured for him to speak. The meaning was clear: he wanted Feng Mountain to personally deliver the good news to the Elder Chief.
Feng Mountain chuckled, finding Jeff's gesture amusing. He leaned closer to the phone, cleared his throat, and spoke with a touch of delight.
"Chief Welta, in exchange for the road, I agree to your request. If it's convenient, please send a symbol of your tribe to Crown Territory, and I will fulfill my promise."
After he finished speaking, silence fell on the line, so quiet they could hear each other breathing. It was as if time itself had stopped.
Just as Feng Mountain was thinking the call had dropped, the Elder Chief's voice came through, strained and high-pitched with excitement.
"Yes! Yes, of course! No problem! Don't you worry, I'll take care of everything. Thank you!"
