Yun Estate, Ether Cloud City.
In the main hall, the Patriarch of the Yun Family was seated with an arm under his chin as the Head of the Jasmine Hall relayed the report she had just received. Besides him sat the young lady with not a single emotion on her face.
"The Royal Family is desperate. They are trying to recruit any and all merchants they can, they are purchasing vital goods at an absurd rate just to try to cut off the Thunder Cloud Company; unsuccessfully, but they are trying."
"Mo Zhixiang, you were always a genius when it came to economy. This outcome isn't very surprising." Yun Wei spoke while looking at the man sitting at the table in front of him.
"No, no, Patriarch. This one isn't worthy of such praise; it is all due to the grace and guidance of the Young Master."
