After Grot left, Withered Bone also departed from the house, his heart brimming with impatience.
The disadvantages of the organization's loose structure were blatantly exposed at this moment. Without strong constraints, these powerful members simply didn't care about the thoughts of others.
Moreover, they were beings from the Evil Camp, who had always acted without any scruples.
The room became silent immediately after the departure of the two, the atmosphere left behind from the previous scene was far from good.
Viscount Bernard shook his head—the rules of the Dark Contract were just like this. Apart from him, the chairman, no one dared to question them, and to earn respect from other members, strength was the only way.
"I think no one is in the mood to continue exchanging goods. If you have someone you wish to trade with, please find them privately."
After a pause, Viscount Bernard's face slowly turned serious.
