Inner City, No. A88.
Less than a month later, Le Yu had once again come to the Silver Blood Society headquarters for a council meeting.
And just like last time, this was an emergency assembly rather than the quarterly routine assessment. If the quarterly assessment was everyone dividing up the cake, then an emergency assembly was naturally everyone dividing up the blame—such was the world. Good news was always hidden away and revealed to you reluctantly, like a tsundere kuudere, while bad news was a yandere nymphomaniac, impatient to leap into your face.
What made this worse than last time was that the previous meeting had at least been called in the morning. After everyone divided up the blame, they could still go out for lunch and take a breather, pretending nothing had happened.
This time, however, they had been summoned in the dead of night. Naturally, that did not mean everyone could go have a midnight snack after the meeting—it meant things had become so serious that they did not even have a day to spare.
Le Yu had deliberately brought Jing Shou with him this time. He still had some self-awareness. To keep the Jing family in a state of Undeath, he had to listen to the old capitalist's opinion when it came to major matters like this.
The instant he stepped into the council hall, Le Yu realized how heavy the atmosphere was. This heaviness was not manifested in everyone remaining silent. Instead, everyone was whispering among themselves.
One had to understand that the moment this group of merchants sat in the council hall, they had already entered the Silver Blood Mental Sea. Yet even the Mental Sea's powerful suppression could not crush the unease in their hearts. Precisely because they were at a loss, they could