Sky Flow Valley.
Martial law was intended for outsiders; for those in the exploration zone, it had no impact at all, and they went about their business as usual.
Over time, the area occupied by the return tower grew increasingly expansive, even its outer protective layers had been purposely revamped once.
"Ivan, do you still stand by what you said before?"
Ivan had just finished his task when Hotis approached him, sneakily muffling his voice to prevent it from carrying.
"What are you talking about, a story?" Ivan feigned ignorance.
"What story? I don't know what you're talking about. I'm talking about the wine and the correspondence. Didn't you say you were sending Korram to the Underground Komor Empire?" Hotis said.
"I don't know what you're talking about either, wine or otherwise. There's none here. Perhaps you should just send Korram to East Capital instead," Ivan glanced at him.
"No way, you, a great scholar, how could you go back on your word?"
