Disregarding the presence of the lady beside her and addressed Fong how, alas, Ley has arrived.

Next time, when he is absent, I shall return to keep you company.

With a flirtatious glance, she stroed confidently out of the room.

Funhow turned to the lady and said, "Please continue with the game.

I shall return after a couple more rounds.

" Certainly, sir, the lady responded before retreating.

Once again, the room was left with Fong Ho and Inja.

Why are you so slow? Look, the man has returned.

And Ja remarked, her expression one of exasperation.

Is this truly my fault? Fong Hao replied as he dressed himself.

She was sent by Ley to test our resolve.

If we were act too decisively, we might inadvertently create complications.

Fong Hao glanced at his watch.

From a moment his divine awareness ended to Deborah's departure, a total of 23 minutes had elapsed, a speed that surpassed the time taken for messages to be relayed from the estate outside the city.

It was highly probable that the Faceless possessed some unique method of communication.

It could not have been via the soundcock, or else it would not have taken merely 23 minutes.

"Oh, is that so?" And Ja exclaimed, setting her snacks aside.

"Let me assist you.

I can manage this as well.

" With her hands gliding over herself, she placed them on Fong Ha's chest, beginning to apply pressure.

Wait, and are you needing dough? What is the matter? Anja felt no distinction between her methods and those of that woman.

I sense that you do not regard me as a living being.

In another private room, Deborah hurriedly returned.

Upon opening the door, she encountered a short-haired man with a small mustache whose expression was grave as he stood and sent her.

Deborah recognized this man.

He was responsible for overseeing the manor outside the city.

Frowning, she inquired, "What has happened?" The bearded man replied, "The city lord s forces have been mobilized and have encircled the manor beyond the city.

" Deborah glanced at Riley beside her and continued, "Have you ascertained the origins of those individuals? We have been monitoring the manor, but during the altercation, it was shrouded in a thick fog, obscuring the identities of those involved.

We can only confirm that there were numerous adversaries.

At least 70 to 80.

The man responded softly, his head bowed.

Did you not pursue them? We did, but halfway through they scattered into the forest.

Akin to mountain bandits fleeing with whips, he explained.

So you lost their trail.

Truly a band of incompetence.

After expending such effort, nothing has been uncovered.

Deborah scolded angrily.

Enough.

You may leave now.

instruct those brothers to come tomorrow to collect their payment.

Riley interjected, waving his hand.

Yes, boss, the man replied, retreating slowly.

Riley turned to Ligo and asked, "Has there been any activity as residence?" "No, that young mercenary has tea stirred.

" "A few of his companions are drinking at the tavern, all under our watchful eyes," Ligo responded.

Riley nodded, recognizing that it was not entirely fruitless.

At the very least, they had confirmed it was not this young man involved.

Chapter 384.

Mercenary gathering on the following day.

As Fong slowly opened his eyes, he discovered Injia sleeping soundly beside him.

She was tightly wrapped around his waist, and in her dreams, her little tongue occasionally flickered out, playfully licking his arm while she mumbled, "So delicious.

Goodness.

" Fong silently cursed.

How could one endure such antics? and Jia's stamina far exceeded his own.

After a night of relentless activity, she behaved like a wild spirit.

Despite her fierce proclamations that she could do anything and would leave him utterly satisfied, she ultimately displayed a confused demeanor, struggling to keep up.

Both of them had exerted considerable effort to achieve a connection.

Gently, he patted in Gia's per backside twice and playfully pinched her protruding tongue, prompting the sleepy head to slightly open her eyes.

"Hey, what is wrong with you?" tugging at my tongue.

And Jia exclaimed, glaring at him, "It's time to get up.

What hour is it that you still lie in bed?" Fonhow replied with a smile.

"Oh," and Xiao mumbled, her small eyes glancing sideways at him.

Their relationship had deepened the previous night and her loyalty score had risen from 98 to 100.

Loyalty level for Injia has reached 100 points.

She will not be affected by any negative states such as betrayal or deception.

Previously, Funha had compelled Injia to sign a heroic contract, necessitating her obedience to his commands.

However, as time passed, she began to develop some special feelings for him.

Having come from the orc city, Fong Hao was the cleanest male she had ever encountered, devoid of any unpleasant odors.

Furthermore, she appreciated his character and abilities, noting that aside from being somewhat delicate and unable to fight, he had no significant flaws.

She had also noticed the subtle interactions between Fong How and E.

And after trying things out herself last night, she found the experience quite pleasant.

After getting out of bed and dressing and Xiao flung the door open with a resounding bang and stroed confidently outside, "Close the door.

" And Jia Fong Hao called out as he adjusted his pants and Jia swaggered out of the room.

In the courtyard, the maids and her bearlike companions greeted her.

Good morning, Miss Jia.

Morning and Jia.

No one expressed surprise at Injia's overnight stay in Fongo's room.

To many, it seemed odd if nothing had occurred between them.

In this realm, it was not unusual for a man of Fongghow's age and authority to have numerous women around him.

Even the rabbit maids were discreetly plotting ways to win the affections of their handsome master unfazed.

And Jia don her coat and casually nodded, "Everyone is up so early indeed.

" Miss Anda, they all replied in unison.

After having breakfast, Fong Hao, accompanied by Ja, arrived at his fabric store, which was opening its doors for the first time today.

At the entrance, striking photographs of Rebecca and Loranna adorned the FA a day.

Their images rendered on large canvases that allowed passers by to behold them from afar.

Although it was still morning, a throng of curious residents had already gathered outside, eager to partake in the festivities.

Few ventured inside while more lingered at the threshold, engaging in hush conversations.

Is that Mrs.

Rebecca? One murmured.

I had heard that the Lord s estate was opening a fabric shop.

Given that Mrs.

Rebecca's likeness is displayed, there must be some connection to the Lord's estate.

Oh, come now, look at the name bone fabric store.

How could it possibly belong to the Lord's estate? Bone fabric store? The priests at the temple are currently dawning garments from there.

That suggests this bone fabric store is indeed quite remarkable.

If both the Lord's estate and the temple were their creations, I wonder what the prices are like.

Indeed, I hope they won't be too exorbitant.

Let us step inside and take a look.

It won't te cost us anything to browse.

The populace of the town can be broadly categorized into two groups.

The first comprises the affluent elite who possess considerable funds and are more inclined to focus on fashion and brand prestige.