After Jiang Qiao and Jiang Yue had made a point of looking into these matters, they had managed to learn quite a lot.
Compared with knowing nothing at all in the beginning, they now had a good understanding of the Underground Race. They could say they had moved past their initial confusion.
The more they knew, the more reassured they felt. Their initial uncertainty had also eased considerably.
At least they knew that, for the time being, the Underground Race lacked the means to launch a full-scale invasion of the Surface World. Even if they forced their invasion plan into action, it would be a half-baked mess. It was bound to be far from easy.
The Underground Race also lived in a harsh environment and had a loose organizational structure. The various countries and races had not built up enough trust between them.
The so-called unity often amounted to little more than a slogan; it rarely translated into anything real.
After returning to their room, Jiang Yue remained cautious and checked the surroundings once more. They had already inspected the room earlier, but who knew what might have happened while they were gone for so long?
The inn might guarantee its guests some privacy, but even the Surface World during the Sunny Era could not necessarily provide absolute privacy—let alone the wilder Underground World.
Once they had checked and confirmed that nothing else was amiss, the three of them finally relaxed.
Jiang Qiao asked, "Xiao Yue, are we really going with that fellow from the Purple Rat Race? I feel like he might be a businessman, but he doesn't seem like a good person."
Jiang Yue smiled faintly. "Don't worry. If the Lizardmen are really stupid enough to try something, that'll be their bad luck."
The Mushroom People leader sighed.