After leading Xiao Ran into the meeting room, Jeremiah voluntarily stepped back behind him. Looking past Xiao Ran's back at the leaders of Area 11's various departments—scattered around the room, seated on custom-made sofas, or standing in the middle chatting—his feelings were extremely complicated.
He did not know whether Xiao Ran had told Princess Euphemia to summon all the department heads, nor was he sure why Xiao Ran had gathered them all here. But Jeremiah was certain that their presence was definitely not Euphemia's idea. He could tell that aside from her identity as the Third Princess, Euphemia was merely an ordinary young girl. Setting aside whether she possessed such resolve, she simply would not have thought to keep all these people behind alone at a time like this. In other words, gathering them had been entirely Xiao Ran's own arrangement.
Jeremiah found himself unable to understand Xiao Ran. From their previous encounters, Xiao Ran had seemed like nothing more than an ordinary man with immense personal strength. Yet after interacting with him further, Jeremiah felt that Xiao Ran was far more than someone who simply possessed strength beyond anyone else's comparison. Every word he said today, every action he took, every arrangement he made was laden with deeper meaning. Jeremiah could not figure out what Xiao Ran was trying to do, nor did he know what this small meeting amounted to if it had not received Princess Euphemia's permission.
This meeting room was located at the far right of the first floor of the Governor's Mansion. It was not a conventional conference room with a large table surrounded by chairs, but more like a lounge where people could relax and talk comfortably. There were one-seat and three-seat sofas, square and rectangular coffee tables, cigars, fine wine, fragrant tea, and