Colin and the others nodded silently.
At this, Asvir turned to Edwin. "By the way, I remember telling you to order a formal suit. Why are you still wearing those old clothes?"
"I took the funds to buy clothes for the refugees outside the city," Edwin said. "Now is not the time for indulgence."
"I wasn't telling you to indulge yourself. This is about improving work efficiency."
"I don't see it that way," Edwin immediately replied.
His expression remained unchanged, making it clear he was paying no mind to the other man's words.
"Fine clothes serve a purpose. They let people in a crowd identify who's in charge at a single glance. If you dress like this, you'll have to waste time showing your ring or something just to command a member of the City Guard who doesn't recognize you. Don't you see how that's a waste of time?"
"It wouldn't waste that much time," Edwin retorted, unyielding.
