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Chen Xiaojun's voice continued to echo through the Council Hall, his tone as calm as ever:
"Fourth, another specialty of this district: people! Our Human Trafficking operation is already well established. Cutting it off and destroying it would be a real shame."
At those words, the atmosphere in the hall, which had grown somewhat excited over his earlier grand plans, cooled a little.
Qin Lüguang knitted his brows and unconsciously rubbed his cherished tobacco pipe, displeasure showing in his eyes.
Xia Yun's gentle expression also darkened, clearly betraying an instinctive aversion to this particular "specialty" trade.
Ximen Wen Ye and Ma Zhibin exchanged a glance, their eyes complicated by both practical considerations and moral misgivings.
Yang Zhicheng remained silent, but his sharp gaze settled on Chen Xiaojun as he waited for him to continue.
Chen Zhang's expression barely changed. Only his gaze deepened a little as he watched his nephew.
As though he had not noticed their reactions, Chen Xiaojun continued calmly, "Elders, I know this is a sensitive subject, unpleasant even to hear about. The Bone-Digging Corps' deeds have provoked the wrath of heaven and the resentment of men. Naturally, we would never stoop to such things."
"But 'population movement' itself is an objective reality, both here in the Underworld and across the entire continent. We have taken over the Bone-Digging Corps' channels and connections, along with their 'inventory.'"
He paused, then stressed his next words. "Rather than let those channels fall into the hands of even more despicable gangs and continue harming innocent people, we should control them ourselves, making them regulated, transparent, and even... humane."
"Leaving everything else aside," Chen Xiaojun said, changing tack as he took a neat stack of papers from his Storage