It seems that this place hasn't been used for a long time.
Mr. Feistin once said, the most the Demon City ever had was 42 councilors, and at the least, only 20.
Evidently, the struggle here is no easier than on the surface.
Behind the desk, there is a floor-to-ceiling window connecting to the outer balcony, through which you can overlook part of the streetscape of the Demon City. In the distance, the Hell Furnace blazes intensely, casting its light onto the entire Purple Crystal Dome covering the city.
"This is your office." Karisman smiled faintly, thoughtfully saying, "In general, councilors usually don't stay here for long periods, after all, you are a noble, not a regular bureaucrat."
Luo Yan had already heard about these things from Mr. Feistin, but to be sure, he asked once more.
"Oh? Then if there's business to handle, how will you contact me?"
