Solan City.
The Phoenix-Tail Flower Chamber of Commerce.
In a luxuriously decorated room, the owner of the Phoenix-Tail Flower Chamber of Commerce, Lady Windsor, sat behind a large desk and carefully reviewed documents.
Sometimes she frowned, and sometimes her face relaxed.
Onyx stood in front of the desk with two documents in his hands. He waited respectfully. He even slowed his breathing for fear of disturbing the other party.
Although he was cautious and meticulous, the girl with the silver crown on her head at the side tea table didn't seem to mind.
He looked at the other young man who had just entered the room with interest and asked in a clear voice.
"Did you get the latest news about the grace mainland lord?"
The lady immediately turned to Onyx while he stood in front of the desk to deliver documents when she saw that the young man was hesitant about whether to answer.
