The demon's arrival made Jin Zi sweat profusely, the perspiration pouring from between his folds of fat. He hurriedly wiped it away with the towel he carried.
"Lord Jiang Zhuo, I'm really sorry to trouble you during such a special and tense period."
"Looks like the Purple Mansion has run into serious trouble? The Zi family's recent profits don't seem to be doing very well either. The tributes you pay me every month have been reduced by more than half... If you hadn't come to me, I might have gone looking for the Zi family myself."
Jin Zi's fat body trembled, cold sweat pouring down his face.
"As you know, Lord Jiang Zhuo, spatial teleportation between the cities has been shut down, and aliens from other stars have been appearing frequently on the islands. This has greatly reduced the food we can transport outside, while the various guard teams are charging nearly twenty times what they used to... There's nothing we can do about it. As long as we get through this period, everything will surely return to normal."
Jin Zi had prepared for this long ago. He took out a small pouch and handed it over.
When the other party saw what was inside, he smiled, and his attitude improved considerably.
"Tell me, what is it?"
"Today, an expeditionary Formless One returned and just arrived in Seventh City. I wonder if Lord Jiang Zhuo has heard about it?"
The tentacles covering Jiang Zhuo's body writhed rapidly. "What?! How could I not know? The Formless Pavilion hasn't received any information."
"This Formless One saved my daughter outside the city. Out of gratitude, I let him stay at my residence. From what my daughter told me, this lord should be from First City. After a brief rest, he'll be setting out