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The air in the entire conference hall had solidified.

No one dared to make a sound, they were even trying hard to control their breathing.

The heavy smell of blood began to permeate the air, enabling the half-elf merchants present to realize one thing — Nobles can kill people!

No matter how gentle and friendly they appeared, from start to finish, the nobility's rule was established on violence.

In front of the nobles, the merchants, no matter how wealthy, were just lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

With a bloody corpse, Marquis Vincent had forced the half-elf merchants present to face harsh reality anew.

Some were furious but dared not express it, their faces ashen. Others were filled with fear, avoiding eye contact, and some were utterly dejected, resigned to their fate...

Haver was also sweating profusely at this time, filled with regret.

He had thought he had invited a strong ally, but it turned out that this was not an ally, but another jackal!