In the blink of an eye, Vincent was raised and supported to become the new representative of the Merchant Guild within Velastra.
The voting was rather smooth, granted that Wesley himself didn't object or cause any trouble.
Although Ethan had tried to persuade Wesley to make a move, the latter ultimately shook their heads.
Unlike Ethan, whose vision was still limited, Wesley knew that the arrow had been shot.
To forcefully stop the arrow from arriving at its destination was equivalent to self-harm.
Not to mention, the arrow could also be an explosive type—one that would burn him whole.
"I've lost, Ethan." He muttered softly. His gaze shifted to the glamorous Leonard, who was enjoying all sorts of praise and admiration.
Despite extorting everyone in the scene, the tax cut itself was like a major pardon to them. After all, the taxes in Velastra were at least triple compared to other cities, with some items being as high as 10 times more.
