"What? You want me to send people to the Wubei Territory?"
Wiggin raised his voice, questioning his father in complete confusion.
Lurans grunted in affirmation. "The Wubei Territory needs to build a port, establish a new city, and develop various industries. They have a massive labor shortage."
"We have plenty of cities and manors with surplus populations. It won't be difficult to transfer some to the Wubei Territory."
As he spoke, he picked up a sheet of sheepskin from the table. Mosite took it and handed it to Wiggin.
"These are the Wubei Territory's policies for Free People and Peasant Slaves. If you publicize them, plenty of people should be willing to go."
Wiggin only glanced at the policies on the paper. Setting aside whether they were attractive or not, he looked at Lurans, still confused.
"Father, Ronin has essentially been separated from us. It's one thing to give him some support, but why are you going to such great lengths for him?"
