Do not underestimate the twenty or thirty people in this room.
This was the underground headquarters of the Rakshasa Republican Party in the royal capital. Every person seated here was a leader in their own region, with plenty of people under their command.
With Peter's escape and the deaths of so many cadres, the already weakened Rakshasa Republican Party had indeed been destroyed on the surface.
But what was the Rakshasa Republican Party's essence?
People who had suffered enslavement and oppression!
The emergence of the Rakshasa Republican Party had planted a tiny seed in their hearts.
Even though they had been destroyed in the open, quite a few party members who refused to give up had continued their activities in secret.
They established hideouts in various cities, contacted more comrades, gathered supplies and manpower, and slowly accumulated strength, just as Peter had once done.
Sooner or later, they would rise up again.
Black Spider, who had just been brought to the royal capital by slave traders, had accidentally come into contact with members of the Rakshasa Republican Party.
As mentioned before, he had been isolated and helpless in the royal capital. While obtaining information was difficult, the information he managed to acquire could not be sent out at all.
To carry out his mission more effectively—and also to gain access to the other side's intelligence channels—Black Spider had temporarily joined the Rakshasa Republican Party, which had gone underground.
But after joining, Black Spider realized that these people were really not up to much.
Put simply, the Rakshasa Republicans hiding in the royal capital were uneducated and brainless. Most of them were ignorant. They did conduct party activities, but in Black Spider's eyes, those activities were riddled with holes.
To put it even more bluntly, they could spend half a day