Chapter 317: CCCXVII. Stage Strategy
January 28th.
Aran had estimated his return to the port for the end of January, but he hadn’t come back himself, staying at Dead Man Bay, busy with his own affairs.
The Daffodil had already docked at Heavenly Port Pier.
Morison Archer and his party had returned, back to the Black Sail Inn.
"How is the situation progressing?"
Fen had been exhausted recently.
Taylor and another big shot from Heavenly Port, after hearing about Liszt’s current reputation, which they might have originally thought had only a thirty or forty percent chance, suddenly felt it reached sixty percent. They both urgently invested—Taylor put forward his entire saving, eight thousand Golden Dragons, and the other big shot followed with an urgent investment of four thousand.
By now, they had a stronghold solid as a barrel.
The big event was coming. Human efforts have reached their limit, and now everything that could be arranged had been. It had all come down to a combination of meticulous planning and fate. Whether it would succeed or not was now up to fortune.
Fen also tried to stir up internal chaos, attempting to poach people from Doringger’s ranks, but the progress was unsatisfactory, despite the rise of Liszt.
But Doringger had been deeply rooted in the East Sea for more than a decade, and they leaned towards continuing to follow him.