About twenty minutes before getting off work, the three from the Cyan Blade Commerce Association took their leave from the other party.
The other company probably offered to host a meal. Imperial's booze culture isn't as profound as that of the Divine Land, but business banquets are not uncommon.
However, these three declined, presumably because the current situation was unfavorable, and they wanted to avoid unnecessary complications.
Just as the three were about to leave the commercial building, the B-level Stone Attribute guy frowned slightly, "Hold on, I need a quick break."
The A-level and C-level weren't surprised. The discussion had lasted for two hours, and going to the restroom during it was clearly not polite.
If they left and came back to use the restroom, it would require someone to escort them back inside again.
Immediately, the C-level also indicated, "I might as well take a quick pee, it's a twenty-kilometer return trip."
