"Why is it so quiet here? Where are the people?" Namara asked the comfort woman she had just met.
The woman glanced at Arcen briefly. "Mr. Daphuces' eldest son is causing trouble upstairs. Everyone is currently there," she explained.
Namara shook her head in disbelief. "Who is Mr. Daphuces?"
Arcen replied, "One of the leading people in the territory of the Black Wings clan. He has a very large slavery business."
Hearing this, Namara immediately snorted. It reminded her of Castor who had opened a slave market in the Sun clan's territory.
"That's right. I heard his eldest son named Mr. Daphke sued one of the women here for some reason," said the comfort woman.
"Who?" asked Namara. Perhaps she knew the woman in question.
"That's Xanda."
Namara's eyes widened immediately. "Xanda?"
The woman nodded emphatically. "I just heard this just now. So, I'll check if it's true."
"I'm coming with you," said Namara quickly.
