"Wouldn't it at least make sense to evacuate us old folks even if we're not suppressing the 'Red Calamity'?"
The rest of the senior members quickly agreed.
Having lived privileged lives for so long, they were certainly not keen to die here.
Kaibak waved his hand, and a maid came over to meticulously cut his cigar and light it for him.
He smoked, tapping the wooden table with his knuckles.
"I know! Who wouldn't want to leave this godforsaken place, look at what it has turned into?! Nearly half of Snow Crystal City's councilors and nobles died within three days, I don't want to stay here either!"
Kaibak said in a grave voice.
"Ha, support... all the letters have been sent out! But out of the twelve transcendent powers aligned with the trade association, only three showed up. The rest? They're either moaning about their woes or finding various excuses, some even having the gall to ask for exorbitant fees!"
