As soon as Horn finished speaking, Duterte had already stood up, holding onto the carved armrest of his cushioned seat.
"His Majesty Saint Sun's proposal is certainly quite bold!" He caressed the silver Meigedi scales emblem on his chest, "However, regarding the specific operations, please allow your most loyal servant to raise a few small questions."
"Of course, I'm here today to provide everyone with assurance. Feel free to bring up any questions for discussion." Horn maintained his gentle smile.
"For instance..." Duterte coughed, and a shadow happened to cover the "Saint Sun's Smile" on the wall, "You're aware, secret dealings among merchants are traditional due to fear of oppression from the powerful... of course, I mean the nobles.
This custom is really tough for us to change, Your Majesty."
"Yes, Your Majesty, overly strict regulations will hinder business."
"We are professionals and can manage ourselves."
