A base? Secretive? It had quite the air of mysticism.
Was that really necessary?
Old Man Laurie hadn't brought them here just to tour an office building. This place actually concealed people from the Siren.
Although he trusted that the Greedy Worms wouldn't joke about something like this, Fu Qian still felt the arrangement was a little needlessly complicated.
Moore wasn't a place where An Jing held absolute sway, and the Night Watchers didn't seem to impose excessively strict controls. The Siren's ship was even brazenly causing a stir over there. So why did they have to keep a base secret?
Did a bunch of mighty Transcendents really need to hide here, clocking in alongside office workers and maybe even fighting over the public restroom? Was that necessary?
"Oh? What kind of business do they mainly do?"
He didn't rush to question it. Fu Qian gave a slight nod, even asking curiously about their line of business.
"...I think logistics and security."
Old Man Laurie didn't seem to have much experience in business after all. For a moment, he actually hesitated, unsure how to answer. The Tooth Choker beside him furrowed his brow and tried to recall.
As he spoke, he led the three of them to a secluded corner.
Those two businesses together... a protection agency?
It was a bit of a stretch, but as a professional businessman, Fu Qian didn't blindly criticize the idea. Instead, he quickly found a business model that fit.
He had to admit, that gave the whole thing a very different feel.
"Not bad. I feel like 'Far-Reaching Escort Agency' would be a fitting name."
The next moment, not only did he give it his approval, he even guessed what they'd registered the business as.
"Not exactly... And I don't think they've ever actually