After returning to the yurt, Akexi, and the other herdsmen made some noise, and then led Zhou Chao and the others straight to the management office of the tourist area.
Along the way, no one spoke, but everyone's faces were clouded, especially Akexi, who had his right hand gripping the railing of the ferry, making Zhou Chao feel like he wanted to crush it to vent his anger.
Soon, the ferry stopped downstairs at the management office. Akexi, familiar with the route, led Zhou Chao and the others straight upstairs.
Arriving at the door of an office labeled "Director's Office," Akexi pushed the door open and walked in, startling the person inside. "Who's there?"
The man in the office looked to be in his thirties, dressed in typical Mongolian attire. When he saw who had entered, his furrowed brow relaxed.
"Akexi, what brings you here? You look furious. Has something happened?" The man's surprised expression revealed he was Akexi's uncle.
