"I'm sorry. Our security wasn't good enough, and you were put through a fright!" Ibu, the finance minister, said to Hahn with a troubled expression.
Hahn waved a hand, his expression solemn, and said seriously, "Ibu, don't apologize. I won't hold anyone responsible. Don't investigate this matter any further, either. I'll handle it myself."
At Hahn's words, Ibu first breathed a sigh of relief, then asked in surprise, "Why?"
"Father, since Grandpa Hahn has said so, you shouldn't concern yourself with it," Lawrence said to Ibu, his expression somewhat gloomy.
"Yes, Lawrence, you needn't worry about it either. I have a good idea who did this," Hahn said, glancing at Lawrence as though he knew something.
Lawrence nodded impassively, then looked at Han Shuo and Phoebe. After a moment's hesitation, he asked Phoebe, "Is Cameron pressuring you to join the Trade Alliance they've organized?"
"Yes, but I've already turned him down," Phoebe replied.
"Good. You mustn't give in, or your Buster Merchant Guild will face an enormous crisis," Lawrence advised Phoebe after a moment's thought.
Han Shuo listened to their entire conversation and observed them for a while. From Lawrence and Hahn's words, he seemed to grasp something, but since neither had discussed anything substantive, he didn't ask any further questions.
Han Shuo wasn't particularly curious about other people's affairs. Seeing that the assassination attempt had made it difficult for the banquet to continue, he stretched lazily and said to Phoebe, "I think this banquet is over. Can we leave now?"
Phoebe rolled her eyes at Han Shuo, then bowed slightly to Ibu and old Hahn and said with a smile, "We still have something to attend to, so we'll take our leave."
After what had happened, Ibu could hardly ask them to stay. He sighed softly and said apologetically,