The Yao Emperor summoned Wang Feng. The emperor was having his breakfast. He slurped, sucked, and spit out a seed.
"Wang Feng, I'm going to pull funding from the research facility. And employ you somewhere else." Wang Feng's displeasure was easily read from his face. The Emperor smiled.
"Oh, Do you have something to say, Wang Feng?" He suckled another olive and spit out its seed. "I understand your majesty, but my heart can't swallow it. This is a war for water, sir. The research institute is not just a place to do irrigation research. To me, it symbolizes hope for a better future."
The Emperor started laughing.
"Kah-hah-hah-hah hah-hah" He grabbed Wang Feng by the shoulders, then proceeded to laugh at his face. Yao Long laughed for an uncomfortably long time. Wang Feng instinctively slumped his shoulders and made himself small. He avoided eye contact with the laughing man. There was a glint in his eyes that Wang Feng couldn't bear to see.
