After watching Fabian leave with a "joy" expression on his face because of his promotion and salary increase, Anson also hired a rental carriage and headed to the shotgun club at the outermost edge of the inner city.

After the trial by the Ministry of War and a mutiny last year, he was recognized by the driver of the carriage as soon as he got into the carriage. Finally, he no longer felt like an unknown little man, except for a little strangeness, and more vigilance.

Even an ordinary coachman in the inner city can recognize himself, which means

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