Much, much, later that night, inside one of the Premier Inns of the territory, a certain city dweller listened to the reports of his subordinates.
He was sitting leisurely in the room's small dining room, drinking the tea his servants brought with them.
In contrast, his subordinates were the paragon of seriousness, standing straight and formal as they reported what they had found over the past half day.
Some had pretended to be normal townsfolk or interacted with the servants of the visitors, which wasn't difficult as they had been trained to gather information well. There were also those who joined some ranked people in Voumi for drinks, getting information out of them, too.
On the other hand, some had gone to the Post Office to send messages to their affiliates and acquaintances from various territories—particularly those in the East—to gather more information.
