When Sena Romanov was sent away by her attendants like a dog with its tail between its legs, and then sent straight onto the warship to get out of the atmosphere in a very short time, the commotion in the trade fair finally ceased, returning to normal.
The merchant representatives from the Empire Core were indeed uneasy at heart, but they couldn't resist the substantial profits visible to the naked eye. They still steeled themselves to sign contracts with the business personnel from Red Blade Star.
As for Ren Zhong, he was back with Seven in the somewhat private meeting room above the viewing platform.
When the two were alone, Seven no longer wore her previously cool expression, but instead spoke with a smile, "You don't seem surprised that I am Marquis Zhenjiang?"
Ren Zhong nodded, "I guessed it when Marvill introduced you to me. There were too many details that exposed the truth."
