The next day, while the devils on Bronze Street stared at the notice posted on the tightly shut doors of Floyd Arms in bewilderment, the devil officers within Bronze Fortress looked on with caution and envy as their newly appointed Archduke swaggered through the streets with two Koutao Fishmen slung over his shoulders, followed step for step by a seductive succubus maid.
Li Wei sat imperiously upon the Bronze Throne, reviewing all manner of documents. Under Bael's ugly yet helpless gaze, he issued appointment after appointment, beginning to place his own trusted men into Avernus's various vital departments.
Yet strangely, compared to Li Wei, the newly appointed Devil Archduke, more devils were now casting curious glances at the Koutao Fishman seated beside him.
Even before such a grand scene, that Koutao Fishman remained utterly composed as he directed millions of slimes to scan and archive the accounts filling over a thousand underground warehouses beneath Bronze Fortress, then used a method called double-entry bookkeeping to "input" the data through mental magic into another "Koutao Fishman" currently sitting atop a table and stuffing himself—or rather, into the slime hive-mind big data center operating within the Fugue Plane of the Destruction Wasteland.
Meanwhile, personnel of every race who had rushed over early that morning from the Hell branches of Floyd Arms and the Xia Lan Chamber of Commerce began sorting, categorizing, and auditing Avernus's bloated assortment of accounts.
That lazy Koutao Fishman was none other than Remlu, who had suddenly popped out last night.
Looking at the culprit, Li Wei's mouth twitched slightly, and his thoughts immediately returned to the awkward scene last night that had nearly ruined Li Mou Long's reputation.
At the time, Li Wei had been wearing a wicked grin as he toyed with his newly acquired "life-sized Steel Dragon