Sitting at the long table, Rex slowly and methodically ate the food before him.
His eyes were bloodshot. He had not slept well that night.
The Wailing Caverns admission ticket involved hundreds of thousands of gold coins, and the prospect had kept him awake.
No matter how composed someone was, no matter how calmly they faced trouble or even a mountain bearing down on them, there was still a limit to what they could endure. What if that mountain were replaced with the sky itself?
Let the entire sky come crashing down, and see how calm they remained.
Hundreds of thousands of gold coins would delight not only Rex, but even King Genn. In fact, King Genn would probably have handled it worse than Rex.
After all, those hundreds of thousands of gold coins would be pure profit, without any expenses whatsoever.
It was a tremendous fortune, enough for Rex to accomplish a great many things.
All of Rex's plans that had been shelved for lack of preparation could now be put into motion. In the end, inadequate preparation came down to a lack of money.
Once he had money, how could inadequate preparation still be a problem?
Although he had plenty of plans, Rex had no intention of visiting the Wailing Caverns anytime soon.
He knew little about the situation inside the Wailing Caverns and had no idea how long he might be held up there.
Rex was busy every day now, with visitors constantly coming to his door.
He therefore needed to choose the right moment to use the Wailing Caverns admission ticket. He would have to arrange his affairs and free up a few days before entering.
While Rex was eating, a maid walked in and said to him, "Your Highness, His Majesty has summoned you."
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