Zhao Guang said to Jeana, "Make us a cup of coffee."
Jeana nodded hurriedly and quickly ran off. In human society, only the master was truly close to her. Other people either looked at her strangely, as if they wanted to devour her,
or they were like Ocoro, who looked at her with disdain, just to varying extents.
In fact, Ocoro was already quite tolerable compared to others who saw her Beastman appearance. Many were filled with hostility towards her. If Jeana had not been a slave of the nobles, she might have been attacked.
"Have a seat. I don't have any pieces of art or books to entertain you at the moment."
"I'm not here for that. I'm here about matters concerning the Silver Tower."
"Haven't our transactions always gone smoothly? Is there a problem?"
Zhao Guang frowned. He had issued many tasks to the Silver Tower, including but not limited to various magic knowledge, custom-made Magic Models, or various Battle Skills.
