Zong Shen left the "Dream Chaser Tavern" with effortless grace.
Aila and Heya remained behind, watching his retreating figure head toward the street with complicated expressions.
Before he had even left the street, Heya suddenly chased after him.
She held a parchment scroll in her hand.
"Zong... Zong Shen!"
Hearing her call, Zong Shen slowly halted and turned around.
"Here, this parchment scroll!"
"This is a gift from Aila and me!"
Heya spoke hurriedly, her eyes carrying a trace of anticipation and longing.
Zong Shen gave the parchment a puzzled glance, then raised his head to meet Heya's eyes and casually asked, "A gift?"
"Yes, you saved our lives!"
"This parchment contains information on the city's major nobles and wealthy merchants."
"Including those slave traders."
"Anyone recorded on this parchment possesses a fortune of tens of millions of Denars."
"We don't have the ability to plunder them, but you do."
"Your territory needs to develop. No matter how many Denars you have, it's never too many."
This weighty parchment bore the glow of magical enchantment.
It was likely classified information even within the Eye of the Elf in Lentax.
It was crucial intelligence that the Eye of the Elf had painstakingly gathered through its deep roots in the city.
Yet Zong Shen felt somewhat embarrassed.
What he lacked least was intelligence.
If he wanted to, Zong Shen could dig up the histories of every wealthy merchant and noble in the city going back three generations.
Robbing homes and looting houses was indeed the most efficient way to plunder wealth.
As one of the sources of capital, these nobles and wealthy merchants could yield vast riches if robbed.
But there was no point in doing that. His purpose in coming to Lentax Great City was to obtain the entire city, not