"How are the preparations?" asked an old man. "On time, we have sent the people Ibun, and six other gate cities they will reach there on time," replied the middle-aged Beastwoman.
"It is a great opportunity to collect the best seeds; it came only once in a few hundred years," said the old man.
"I am aware, my lord, and looking at every small thing; we will have them," she replied.
"Our hand should always remain in shadows," reminded the old man.
"We are doing as we have desired, my lord. The moment we get our hands on the goods, we will wipe all the tracks," she replied, and the old man nodded.
"Good. Collect those goods. We have a massive order, and it won't be fulfilled without them," said the old man.
"Yes, my lord," she replied and bowed when she looked up. The old man had disappeared.
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