A barely perceptible rebellion originating from within Eoubs.

Just then, Gore's communication screen popped up. He glanced at it and saw that it was a call from a newcomer in the salon who was in charge of pouring drinks. The two had attended several banquets together. This person was not old, but he was more extravagant than most of them.

He answered the call, and the other person immediately started yelling at him, asking if he was alright and why he had suddenly been placed under house arrest. Then they said that all the Eoubs branches around the world were talking about everything that was happening in Dongxia, and the level of attention was skyrocketing, almost like the impact of Joseph's rebellion. Then they whispered to Gore if something really happened to him, they could give him the inspector under him—that is, Sheen—to play with, because he really wanted him.

Gore sighed and remained silent.

“Alright, I have some information for you too. Your brother made a big fuss and got away with it, but the higher-ups don’t want it to end like this. Nobody wants to put out the flames.” The man continued, “They…really want a purge, after all, all the representatives they sent were swallowed up by the Mirror of Eternal Dreams. They need to get a good outcome from this—”

Gore still ignored him. Whether before or now, he never wanted to deal with idiots like this. This guy started threatening Sheehan again, and then went on to target all his dead relatives and friends. After shouting for a while, he finally quieted down when he realized he still wasn't getting a response.

“Just give me an answer, I really want to fuck her.” He said dryly, “Or… I need to talk to those guys in the salon, they want your opinion, after all, it was your brother’s decision, and we can’t find him now.”

Gore looked up—he knew someone was watching him, people who might have just slaughtered a bunch of pawns to protect a bloody secret. For years, they had thrown countless remains into the fire, just to continue enjoying a pleasure they shouldn't have been able to enjoy.

He stared intently in that direction and said softly, "Then please pass on a message to them for me."

"Fuck your mothers."

The man was stunned for a long time after hearing this, and before he could say anything, Gore hung up the call.