He thought this was just the normal meeting procedure, so he waited anxiously for quite a while, and only then did he realize that this waiting room was full of all kinds of people—tall and short, fat and thin, of different ages, dressed in different ways. It seemed like there were people of every profession, and some of them clearly had the look of long-term farmers. Now having to face the highest ruler of Wanjin, many looked uneasy and couldn't sit still.
Hirajima Yoshichiro found it a bit strange, but in this kind of place, he didn't dare ask questions lightly. He just glanced around a few times, then lowered his head, not asking, not looking, not listening, just waiting for Harano to issue him an order.
If things went this way, his Iron Workshop might survive for a few more months, and with those months, maybe ironware prices would return to normal. Then, he would have made it through.
