Green Shade Territory, the Lord's Mansion.
The key ministers of Green Shade Territory were gathered in the study.
There was Minister of Finance Omari Hani, looking even more bloated than usual from recent overwork, who was struggling to suck in his gut.
There was Minister of Internal Affairs Karel Dennis, his face caked with what looked like two pounds of powder. With his high-bridged nose and thin lips, he looked rather severe—a man who always prioritized elegance and beauty.
And there was Minister of Foreign Affairs Alex Pool, petite but with beautiful black hair and amber eyes.
The expressions on all three of their faces were incredibly solemn, just like the first time they had faced Lian to tell him Green Shade Territory owed the bank three hundred million in debt.
The matter Lian had just told them about was, in their eyes, undoubtedly as thorny a problem as that massive bank debt.
