After Elron left, the second person to arrive was Chahar.
"Lord, you're finally back!"
Chahar was panting heavily; he must have run here from somewhere.
Ronin looked him up and down. His former butler, now the Finance Officer of Wubei Territory, had clearly upgraded his attire.
While Chahar's old clothes had been respectable, they were nowhere near as magnificent as what he wore now. The fabric seemed to be made of high-quality wool.
"I haven't seen you in two months, but you're looking much more spirited."
"Heh heh."
Chahar glanced down at his own clothes and said helplessly, "I have no choice. When I'm out doing business, I represent the Wubei Territory. Dressing too shabbily would be a disgrace to you, wouldn't it?"
Ronin gestured for Bella to pour Chahar some tea. The latter took a sip before speaking. "Lord, if you hadn't come back soon, the territory's finances would have been the death of me!"
"What's wrong? Did we run out of money?"
