Donald had been extremely uneasy these past few days.
That mysterious Bureau Director had told him to go back and wait for news, but after waiting for so many days, there had been no word at all.
Donald's emotions had been like a roller coaster, from being so excited he could barely contain himself at first to being terrified and restless now.
Could something have gone wrong?
The business falling through would be a minor matter. If he had angered that Bureau Director, then he would truly be finished. There was no way he could escape Fish-Man Island.
Could it be that I didn't give him enough money?
Damn it, were fish-men really no better than humans? Just as greedy.
Just as Donald was anxiously stewing inside, someone finally came for him.
"The Bureau Director wants to see you."
The fish-man soldier in a blue uniform looked at him coldly, but that indifferent gaze made Donald ecstatic.
Since only one person had been sent to invite him over, that meant there was no ill intent, right?
Otherwise, with that Bureau Director's power, he could have sent a few soldiers to deal with Donald. There would have been no need to go to such lengths.
Without much preparation, the scruffy-bearded Donald followed the fish-man soldier out of the inn where he was staying to meet the Bureau Director.
But unexpectedly, the soldier did not take Donald to the Immigration Bureau headquarters. Instead, he brought him to another newly completed building by the harbor.
As he went inside, Donald happened to see fish-men hanging a sign outside the building, though he did not manage to see what was written on it.
After entering the building, Donald found it unexpectedly spacious, but also empty. It looked more like a warehouse than an office