Midas turned into a dimly lit alleyway, his hands operating the AD that was floating in front of him. With slight swipes and clicks, Midas frowned and sometimes he nodded. Every time he frowned, it was because he had to pay money. Every time he nodded it was because he had decided on a course of action to take.
The League of Shadows was making a lot of money at his expense. Mias told himself that one day he was going to empty their coffers just to get it back. But before that moment, it was better to keep using their service. It had extensive information on people and organisations, the only type of information Midas did not have.
After analysing the data, Midas realised something. That was the fact that if he played this right, he could make money from multiple sources. After all, everyone wanted the Rising Sun Clan Leader dead. Their purpose was to either inspire chaos or to come in as the Rulers themselves.
