Bazir, leading over twenty staff members, was escorting the carriage heading east. After traveling for about two hours, roughly ten miles, they encountered the East African colonial army coming toward them.
Felix stepped forward to greet Bazir, "Bazir, what are you all doing out here? What's the situation in Zanzibar now?"
"Alas..." Bazir sighed.
"There was a coup in the Sultanate of Zanzibar. Bagash Bin Said took control of the army and imprisoned Sultan Magid Bin Said. We were driven out by Bagash Bin Said's people."
"Where did the immigrants go? The ship should have arrived today, right?" Felix asked.
"The ship that came today was from Europe, and I sent them north to the port of Tanga," Bazir replied.
Felix squinted his eyes into slits and spoke in a deep voice, "These Zanzibarians have really developed quite some nerve. If the tiger doesn't show its might, do they really think we're sick cats? We must teach them a lesson this time!"
