"Their bottom line is definitely much lower than you think, but their blunt obstruction will only deepen the resentment below. Once it erupts, it will burn them into ash and bone." Gaven was confident in the greed of the warlord nobles; they were bound to make foolish moves.
Some things in this country have rotten to the core, to the extent that they cannot be mended without being completely shattered.
"As long as there is enough financial support, this spinning mill can operate day and night, and might even expand further. Can your side handle that?" Zalanda asked, somewhat worried.
Cotton yarn is only a semi-finished product, and although it can be sold, its value pales in comparison to fabric made from it.
"Now that you've seen my side, let me show you what's happening on mine." Gaven didn't explain but was ready to let Zalanda see for herself.
