By the time the Accountant was once again brought before Lan Jue, his face was so swollen as to be almost unrecognizable. Mika threw him atop one of the chairs before taking up her own, stony-faced.
“Right, now we can have a conversation. What did the Keeper send you here to do,” Lan Jue asked, settling himself beside the battered Accountant.
The Accountant responded, his words muffled and muddled from the beating. “Jewelry Master… treating me this way… it’s inhuman!”
“Mika.” Lan Jue looked towards the fiery woman.
“No! No wait, I’m sorry, I was wrong.” The Accountant stared wide-eyed at Lan Jue, terror clear in their depths.
Lan Jue turned his eyes back to the cowed man.
“The Keeper gave me some equipment, to help locate and mine gem deposits.”
Lan Jue looked skeptical. “What’s your relationship with the Keeper?”
“Ehm… I can’t say.”
“Mika!”
“Alright… alright… I-I’m his only grandson.”
