The Archbishop had left; as an important figure, he had to attend to his affairs, even if his life was nearing its end, some matters took precedence over all else.
Xu Shu hadn't left; he might be insignificant, but he, too, had his own business to tend to.
This building was the stronghold of the Cao Gang, but it couldn't really be considered a true "stronghold."
Because this place was a public administrative office for external affairs.
The first floor was for accepting transportation jobs.
Of course, the so-called "transportation" of these days was also misleading business—looking at those cruise ships on the docks, which one could actually carry grain?
The rivers in the city wouldn't allow you to operate cargo ships; even less so would you dare to on the rivers in the Wasteland, even if you dared, there were none to operate.
The so-called transportation was merely for show.
