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Unexpectedly, just as my injury had healed, I saw the call I made. This scared Banrada quite a bit; he thought I was calling to settle scores. After hesitating for a long time, he finally gritted his teeth and answered. As I had planned, he started with a sincere apology and then rambled on…
I found it somewhat amusing, but also felt a bit guilty. This incident couldn't be entirely blamed on Banrada; Second Uncle bringing people to trouble him was unreasonable. I could think that way, but Banrada couldn't. He was so scared that he kept insisting it wasn't like that, that he was at fault for dragging me into this mess, almost causing the Shen Family to suffer a major setback.
Regardless of whether his words were true or not, at least they sounded pleasant to hear. I smiled and offered some comforting words before expressing my interest in purchasing a Male Ghost.
Banrada immediately replied, "No!"
With Second Uncle's warning in mind, he dared not make any deals with me. He even subtly indicated that I was too much of a schemer; if I had mentioned being part of the Shen Family earlier, he wouldn't have taken me on such risks. I laughed heartily; hadn't he previously assumed all family matters were just small-time dealings?
Banrada looked a bit awkward and said, "It's my fault for not recognizing the situation, but I truly don't have any Male Ghosts."
I caught the implication in his words and quickly asked, "So you have something else? Whatever it is, as long as it has good wealth-attracting effects!"
Banrada remained silent for a while; I knew he was considering it. This guy, like his twin brother Ma Rulong, valued money above all else. Now that several months had passed since Second Uncle's reckoning, he should have learned his lesson by now. Sure enough, not long after, Banrada responded that he indeed had a little ghost with particularly strong wealth-attracting effects. I was overjoyed and wanted to ask for more details, but Banrada didn't elaborate and instead told me that he had recently encountered some trouble and probably wouldn't have time to send me anything.
Curious, I asked what trouble he was facing. Weren't you living with Barulan? With him around, what trouble couldn't be resolved?
Banrada replied, "It's trouble caused by Barulan!"
As mentioned before, Barulan's mother was sold from Africa. As the illegitimate son of a former Drug Dealer, his personality is extremely reclusive. Although he's highly skilled, he's also offended many people. Two weeks ago, a "general" from the Golden Triangle wanted to deal with an opponent secretly after being offended and invited Barulan over.
Although the other party also hired a Black Robed Mage, they were still inferior compared to Barulan. After all, Barulan had combined the native witchcraft from Africa with the Evil Arts here; those who didn't understand could easily be caught off guard.
This matter was initially set up by Banrada himself. Seeing that everything was going smoothly and thinking he would finally get paid, who would have thought that just when the general hosted a banquet to entertain them and intended to pay the final amount, Barulan stirred up some trouble?
In the Golden Triangle, there are many slaves who have been trafficked. The purpose of these individuals' existence is to cultivate poppies for drug dealers and extract raw materials for drugs. Especially those brought in from other regions are hardly regarded as human. On the night of the general's banquet, when Barulan left the house, he saw a small leader bullying a woman. The woman was clearly from Africa, her entire body as dark as charcoal.
Seeing his fellow countrymen humiliated, Barulan could not tolerate it and immediately got into an argument with the small leader.
The general was somewhat reasonable; he knew that such things were normal in the Golden Triangle, but it crossed Barulan's bottom line. Under normal circumstances, he would have killed Barulan to appease his subordinates. However, having just dealt with a rival and in a good mood, he chose not to pursue the matter. Yet, Barulan's character truly left Banrada speechless.
No one expected that during the argument, he secretly collected a few strands of hair from the small leader. After taking the leftover money given by the general, Barulan cast a curse on the small leader halfway through, tormenting him to the point of unbearable pain. The general thought it was another rival's doing and called in a Black Robed Mage to investigate. Somehow, it became clear that it was Barulan's handiwork.
This infuriated the general; arguing with my people on my turf? I had already shown you enough face by letting you leave. But you dare not show me any respect?
This major drug dealer wasted no time and threw out a large sum of money, demanding Banrada and Barulan's heads. Consequently, many armed factions in the Golden Triangle and Black Robed Mages came rushing in like wolves following a scent.
At first, Barulan could resist, but later there were too many people. In an unguarded moment, he was shot in the arm by a sniper rifle. Fortunately, it was just a graze; otherwise, his arm would have been blown off completely. They dodged and hid until they finally managed to escape back to Thailand. With official forces present, the powers in the Golden Triangle did not dare to brazenly enter in large numbers. However, some individuals still spread out to search for their whereabouts.
Additionally, even some local Ajan in Thailand had heard about Barulan's situation. Lured by profit, Banrada realized that even Thailand was no longer safe.
These days, he didn't even dare to step outside for fear of being seen.
I listened in astonishment and said, "You guys really know how to stir up trouble; if you don't offend anyone, it's fine, but once you do, they're all big shots."
Banrada was quite frustrated and replied, "It's not like I did it myself; who knew that guy would be as stubborn as a rock? It has nothing to do with me; why bother?"
From Banrada's perspective, Barulan clearly did something extremely impulsive. But from my point of view, this Half-Blood Dark Sorcerer was a man of character! If a person cannot even protect their fellow countrymen, what kind of man are they?
In this situation, I couldn't demand that Banrada send the goods since he himself was in danger. With some disappointment, I sighed and was about to hang up when I heard Banrada call out: "Shen Laodi! Shen Laodi! Can you help me out?"
I said, "Such a powerful Drug Dealer, we really can't handle that. You should seek help elsewhere."
Banrada replied, "Oh, I'm not asking you to deal with him. I hope the Shen Family can help us get out of Thailand. Right now, this group is guarding all the transportation entrances like a fortress; we have no way to escape!"
I hesitated for a moment, instinctively considering the feasibility of this situation. Setting aside Fatty Banlada, Black Sorcerer Barulan was still quite appealing to me. His strength goes without saying; I had thought that if I could bring him on board one day, many issues would no longer trouble Second Uncle.
However, I wasn't sure about the situation in Thailand. The recent coup had made the entire country very unstable. My grandfather's business in Thailand had shrunk significantly, and even Second Uncle, who usually acted recklessly, was being cautious on his return, unwilling to stir up trouble. Given this backdrop, I couldn't guarantee whether we could successfully get Banrada and Barulan out.
Banrada said he just hoped I would do my best; as for whether they could escape, it would be up to fate.
After some consideration, I promised to ask Second Uncle about it and would certainly do my best to help them if possible. Then I asked Banrada where he wanted to go after leaving Thailand.
Without hesitation, he said he wanted to go to the mainland. I immediately became interested; it seemed we shared the same vision! Banrada mentioned that the mainland was developing well and was one of the most stable regions in the world. He had wanted to go there for a long time but felt uneasy because of his twin brother Ma Rulong being there. Now that he was at a dead end, he couldn't worry about that anymore.
His thoughts resonated with me. Going to the mainland sounds great; it's a place full of talented people and beautiful women—everything is good there! He should have brought Barulan along long ago! If not, Barulan could come alone!
With my promise, Banrada happily hung up the phone, saying he would wait for good news. I didn't delay and immediately called Second Uncle. Just recently I had called him, and when he answered this time, he sounded a bit impatient and said, "Are you burning money? Calling me long-distance every day; I'll report you for harassment!"
I chuckled and said, "What harassment? What kind of relationship do we have? Stop joking around; I need to discuss something serious with you."
"When have I ever joked with you? What day am I not busy with serious matters? You're just wasting my precious time!" Second Uncle replied angrily.
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