"The construction project in the eastern square of Hydral City is absolutely perfect."
The boy raised a glass filled with juice towards the men: "Here's to you."
The ordinary workers were naturally very apprehensive, not daring to actually raise their glasses. Riley, overwhelmed by the honor, cautiously responded: "This is our job, and you've given us so much in return... how could we possibly accept your toast?"
Ansel set down his glass, placed his hands in front of him, fingers interlaced, and asked gently:
"Mr. Riley, have you visited the new square in the east?"
"Yes, I have," although Ansel's voice was very soft, Riley still seemed a bit nervous.
"How did it feel?"
"...Very good, my wife and daughter enjoyed themselves there."
"Then, you must have seen much more there."
Under the somewhat bewildered gazes of Riley and his colleagues, Ansel smiled and said:
