"Is it a coincidence?" a chamber of commerce member named "Jin" asked, eyeing Jeanne suspiciously.
In his view, all of this was very suspicious. He now seriously doubted whether Jeanne had colluded with Asgard to set a trap, using the power of the chamber of commerce to help them shake off the Mobile Cavalry.
"Forget it, Jin," An elderly voice chimed in at this moment—its timbre somewhat reminiscent of "Xiang Shan's voice" in Jeanne's memory, that of an old man's throat.
A figure emerged from the Alloy Stand, hands clasped behind their back: "She has been with us for several years now, and is mostly reliable."
Jin thought for a moment, then waved his hand. The remaining drones all returned to the inside of the Alloy Stand. There must be a container there for storing the drones.
The person turned to Asgard: "Miss Asgard, I trust that you haven't taken advantage of us. But that's not the issue. When you joined us, you concealed a huge risk from us, didn't you?"
