One banquet after another, one meeting after another, one social gathering after another under the guise of art and music...
In the last month on Holy Terra, Gu Hang was diligently expanding his network of contacts.
To be honest, he didn't enjoy these things.
But he was trying hard to integrate himself into them and use their methods to secure everything possible for his Alliance.
The more he did so, the more disillusioned he became with the highest echelons of the Human Empire.
On this trip to Terra, Gu Hang had come to an in-depth understanding of the heart of the Human Empire. From the High Lords at the very top to the rank-and-file executive officers, he had dealt with them all.
Among them, were there any with glorious ideals or grand visions?
Yes, there were.
But they were a minority.
Instead, what Gu Hang mostly saw was interest exchange, sordid dealings, and lives steeped in debauchery...
