Okudaira Yoshizo is sitting in the office, wearing a suit and leather shoes. His sitting posture is upright and full of tension, like a leopard about to emerge from the jungle, with a sense of oppression that chooses people to eat.
In Sakajo, especially within the industry he is in charge of, Okuhira Yoshizo does have the nickname "Leopard Head Agent", which is circulated in people's private conversations. One refers to his courage, and the other refers to the dots on his face.
old scars.
He doesn't mind this nickname, and even intends to "keep improving" on it, because this is a medal he has earned from many years of hard work in the field of ability users, and it is the symbol he is most proud of.
But now, the posture is still there, and I look around, but I can't find a target to exert my strength on.
Outside his office, his subordinates were hurriedly coming and going, all transferring and processing various documents and materials in preparation for the sale and handover in the near future.
This made him feel that the foundation of his career had collapsed - to be precise, it should be a feeling of powerlessness.
The real goal has always been there, but facing the behemoth of the "Amaterasu Order", facing the overwhelming power of two extraordinary species standing side by side, not to mention his half-old leopard whose claws have been blunted, it is the Osawa Sect.
What's the point of putting everyone in the league to fight with all their might?
More importantly, just thinking about this rebellious resistance makes people feel uneasy!
Just as he was sighing, the secretary called and asked for instructions: "Specialist, I'm sorry to disturb you, but I have received two quotations for the processing plant..."
Okudaira Rongzo's attitude was stern, and his fangs and claws finally had a place to exert their strength: "Is it necessary to bother me about this kind of thing?"
"I'm so sorry!"
"Tajima, you must fulfill your due responsibilities and do not repeat these messages before the quotation deadline."
"I'm sorry, Special Agent, it's my problem." The frightened Secretary Tajima apologized repeatedly, his voice trembling, which fit the image of a hunted prey, and he tried his best to explain, "But one of the quotes came from Director Jiang, she
We submitted the quotation jointly with some factory personnel, but we did not consider this situation."
"she?"
Okudaira Yoshizo was surprised and temporarily let the poor secretary Tajima go. After hanging up the communication, he called up the quotation and looked at it carefully. The more he looked at it, the more he frowned.
"Why is she getting involved?"
Ezuka, a female scientist with a strange name, was born in the wilderness. She is nominally the technical director of a processing plant for sale, but it is only in name. Her real job is the project leader of President Matsudaira's private research institute. In fact, the two sides are not in common.
of.
Well, speaking of it, that project is considered the human resources department of the processing plant...
Of course, this is just a joke.
Does this Ms. Jiang really think she is HR?
If he hadn't had the quotation in hand, Okuhira Yoshizuma would not have known that Ezuka was so closely connected with the middle-level and grass-roots employees in the processing plant. Judging from the annual labor costs of the processing plant, these people on the quotation would almost lose their money.
, in order to come up with the cost of the acquisition.
"What a charming woman!"
Okudaira Yoshizo was amazed by it. She had been away from Sakai for many years and even had the title of "remote tutor", but how did she manage this network of interpersonal relationships?
Frankly speaking, Okudaira Yoshizo felt very clearly "offended" at this time. After all, he was the actual person in charge of the processing plant. Anyone in his position would be allowed to run a "small circle" right under his nose.
Without realizing it, your self-esteem will be hurt.
The problem is, he can't come back with revenge.
Because this Ms. Jiang's other identity is that she is a close friend who has been friends with the president for many years... She is the kind of close person who makes people doubt the purity of the relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend.
Okudaira Yoshizo had a little doubt whether the quotation behavior of Ezuka and others was the instruction of the chairman. But he quickly denied this idea:
Not to mention that there is no need for the president to do so. In terms of relationships alone, Ezuka certainly has the aura of a "best friend", and he, Yoshizo Okuhira, is not bad either.
He grew up with the president since he was a child. He is seven or eight years older than the latter. He has always existed as a "retainer". He can be said to be a confidant. If there is any arrangement, there is no need for this.
Winding and twisting.
Okuhira Yoshizo gradually clarified his thoughts. In the end, he would definitely have to communicate with the chairman about this matter, but the first priority now was to figure out the plans of Ezuka and those who made joint bids.
Even if Etsuka's factors are not taken into account, the middle-level backbone of the processing plant jointly quoting the price also reflects their serious uneasiness about the current situation - for the religious group, it is a bad sign of a loss of control.
At least, the "confidentiality" hurdle has not been passed.
Okudaira Yongzo thought for a moment, then dialed the number according to the contact information on the quotation...
The unfamiliar number brought a strange feeling. He was the actual person in charge of the processing plant, but he rarely interacted with the factory's "technical director" and did not even have a private communication number.
This lady has no idea of working for the Osawa Order or the Matsudaira family. She is like a distant shadow, hidden behind the "friendship" with the president, and cannot be clearly seen.
When the call was connected, Okuhira Yoshizo maintained a businesslike attitude, but also added some elements of courtesy and respect: "Hello, Jiang Sang, this is Okuhira Yoshizo... Yes, I have received your quotation, with some details.
Need to communicate again.
"Oh, Jiang Sang is in the factory? That's convenient. Why don't we have an interview?
"Speak to everyone directly? Of course, we must talk, but Jiang Sang, you are also a factory executive. You should understand that now is not a good time for labor-management dialogue. It is difficult for me to promise anything. After all, the incident happened suddenly and there are quite uncontrollable factors.
…”
The phone conversation ended in a push-and-pull with little real progress.
In essence, this round of dialogue was beyond Okuhira Yoshizo's expectations. He originally thought it was a commercial or even political negotiation, but in the end, what was placed in front of him was clearly a labor union leader, and a passionate version...
How ridiculous!
Didn’t this woman say she was born in the wilderness? She usually presides over such a project, and she looks eerie and weird from the inside out. How come she acts so innocently? Has she stayed in a civilized society for so long that she has forgotten
What does the wilderness look like?
Sakai is not a wilderness, but the conflict caused by survival and belief will only be more cruel than the disorderly wilderness. This is the situation faced by the Osawa Order. If you can't stand it, you must either run away or die!
Well, a certain irresponsible adult has already escaped in an extremely absurd way - the explanation from Motobu Shrine is really not a bad drunken joke?
Okudaira Yoshizo tore off his tie and exhaled heavily, letting the absurdity and depression in his heart have a channel to release. At this moment, Secretary Tajima called again:
"Specialist..."
"I told you not to disturb me!"
"The president is here, the submarine is parked at the inner pier."
"Huh?"
This place is only a few steps away from the inner pier.
In a moment of confusion, there were already sounds of chairs being pushed and pulled and Secretary Tajima's respectful greetings heard outside. Okudaira Yoshizo quickly stood up, rearranged his tie and buttoned his suit. As soon as he finished doing this, there was a meaningful knock on the outer door.
Opened after clicking.
Yoshio Matsudaira, the president of the Osawa Shu Company, strode in.
Okudaira Rongzo hurriedly came out from behind the desk, bowed his head and saluted: "President."
Matsudaira Yoshio is a man in his prime who is less than fifty years old. He is thin and has a casual crew cut. There is also a ring of stubble on his slightly concave face. He is wearing a casual suit and no tie.
The collar is open and looks a bit slovenly, giving the impression that it is more like an emerging technology entrepreneur rather than the heir of a family shrine... In short, it does not match the social atmosphere here in Sakajo.
But Okudaira Yoshizo knew that this president was a meticulous and ruthless figure, otherwise he would not have been able to rise to power quickly in the traditional environment of Sakajo where "old-school politics" prevailed.
In the entire Osawa Order, the only ones with higher status than Matsudaira Yoshio are the abbot of the main shrine and that "sir". However, those two have little involvement in secular affairs, so as the actual controllers of the Osawa Society,
Yoshio Matsudaira has basically taken control of the core power of the sect, and this has happened in recent years.
Matsudaira Yoshio sat directly on the seat that originally belonged to Okuhira Yoshizo, stretched out and very relaxed: "Tonight, the Pingtang Trade Association will hold an interim coordination meeting. I came early, so I stopped by your place to sit down."
Okuhira Rongzo bowed his head again after hearing this: "Thank you, President."
"You don't need to pay attention to these etiquettes. You can sit down."
Okudaira thanked him again and sat on the sofa, his back still straight. His body was stiff, but his brain was running at high speed.
The Pingtang Trade Fair jumped out at this time, which gave people a very bad feeling.
The so-called "Ping Trade Association" refers to the "Sakajo Equal Trade Association", which is essentially a coordinating organization for the interconnection between legal enterprises officially recognized by Sakai and gray areas such as homeless exchanges. It has basically become the "Sakajo"
It is a platform for organizations in the "Inner World" to obtain and coordinate interests.
There is a "Ping Trade Association" in Sakajo, and there is also the Amaterasu Order, which is high up there. In addition, there are many religious organizations, which greatly reduces the share of interests in the "other world"... The Association of Ability Users and others have long been isolated.
.
Basically, the voice of various forces in the world in Bancheng can be reflected more accurately in the organizational structure of the Fair Trade Association.
Osawa Zhushi Co., Ltd. is a member unit and governing unit of the Pingtai Trade Association, and has a certain right to speak. However, this is only under normal circumstances. With the current situation in Sakai City and the situation of the Osawa Order, it is difficult to hold such a coordination meeting.
, it won’t turn into a hectic meeting or a carving up meeting, right?
Okudaira Yoshizo was quite worried.
But looking at Yoshio Matsudaira, the president who had just taken office a few years ago still maintained his usual demeanor, which made Yoshio Okuhira admire him but also feel a little lucky.
Is there any news about that adult? Is there room for adjustment?
There are so many things in Okuhira Yoshizo's mind, but in the final analysis, they are just a few flashes of thought. Over there, Matsudaira Yoshio has already spoken, talking about the progress of the relevant tasks:
"Opping, you have done a good job in raising funds. Currently, 17 million has been received, and in the future..."
"In the next three days, another two to thirty million can be guaranteed. However, large sums of funds still need to wait for processing plants and other assets to be processed, which will probably take more than a week."
"One week, that's fine."
Really? Are you sure that the Osawa Order can continue until then? A pessimistic mood surged in Okudaira's heart again. This mood came so violently that it caused him to temporarily lose control, and the question that was lingering in his heart blurted out:
"President, is it really as the abbot said, 'Your Excellency' has left Sakai City?"
Matsudaira Yoshio didn't respond, he just raised his eyes to look at him. His clear face was unwavering and his eyes were calm, but it made people feel chilled in their hearts for no reason.
Okudaira Rongzo instantly jumped up from the sofa and bowed deeply: "I'm sorry, President, I made a mistake."
"Don't worry, it's human nature to have your own thoughts." Matsudaira Yoshio's voice brushed past the back of Okudaira Yoshizo's head, and his tone and tone were no different from when he first entered the door.
"President..."
"Unfortunately, there is no news correction at the shrine that can cheer people up. Your Excellency did leave Sakajo. Just last night, shortly after the Amaterasu Order's operation was suspended, he resolutely escaped and took the initiative to seal it off.
Trust channel. Currently, all connections are one-way. If the other side doesn’t take the initiative, we won’t be able to contact you.”
This statement has a little more details than the version Okuhira Yoshizo heard earlier, but it also brings greater doubts. Okuhira Yoshizo raised his head, with a confused look on his face:
"But...why?"
"That's a stupid question."
Matsudaira Yoshio pointed out unceremoniously: "Since he ran away, of course it was because of fear. You are surprised just because he ran too fast."
"..."
Although I have always known that in recent years, my president has become more and more sharp and direct, and he looks less and less like he is from Sakajo. But tearing down all barriers and even all decent and sharp words like this still makes him serve the Matsudaira family all his life.
Okuhira Yoshizo, who was offering sacrifices to that "sir", was speechless for a long time, and his emotions were so complicated that they were difficult to describe.
At this moment, Matsudaira Yoshio received a call and turned to communicate there. This also gave Okudaira Yoshizo a chance to breathe and digest. He stood there and looked at the president behind the desk who was calmly communicating with others.
I felt a little dazed for a moment.
The wilderness is truly a place that changes people!
Okudaira Yoshizo still remembers that Matsudaira Yoshio was a young man who was unwilling to be lonely and prone to passion. He did many foolish things and often needed him to wipe his butt.
The "stupidest" thing that Yoshio Matsudaira did was naturally to break away from the family plan and go on a wandering adventure in the wilderness alone. That was a big trouble that Yoshizo Okuhira could not persuade and avoid.
It was this "seriously out of line" adventure in the traditional Sakagawa family that changed everything.
Matsudaira Yoshio finally returned safely from the wilderness. Through those years of experience, he gained knowledge and skills. The once passionate young man seemed to be reborn, becoming deeper and stronger day by day. But over a long period of time, he became a
People who are different are excluded from the family's inner circle.
Okuhira Yoshizo was even more impacted. Because of his dereliction of duty as a "retainer", he wasted a long time and spent many years working in front-line execution departments such as the "stormtroopers". He narrowly escaped death several times, but even so,
Okudaira Yoshizo still adheres to his identity as a "retainer" and maintains a stance that has not changed since he was a child.
To him, it doesn't matter how many other changes there are, as long as Matsudaira Yoshio's trust in him remains unchanged, that is the best result.
This is the fact.
Okuhira Yoshio's persistence paid off. After Matsudaira Yoshio came to power, Okuhira Yoshio rose rapidly within the sect. In just a few years, he reached the position of executive director and became Matsudaira Yoshio's most trusted spokesperson.
Ah, yeah, looking back on the past, I really feel that things have changed and people have changed... Perhaps as we get older, similar emotions are unavoidable.
In the end, it was Matsudaira Yoshio who woke him up from his trance. After hanging up the communication, Matsudaira Yoshio reported the latest news:
"Tonight's coordination meeting, lcrf commissioners will also attend."
"lcrf?"
Okuhira Yoshizo was really shocked. LCRF is the endorsement agency of the world's top power tycoon, the immortal dream fund, which has extremely powerful influence in Sakajo where "old-school politics" is popular. It is also the representative of Pingmao Trade Co., Ltd.
One of the big financiers of the association, through this channel, takes away profits several times higher than the amount of investment every year.
Usually lcrf behaves aloof, just like a normal investment company, but as long as they end up personally...
Okuhira Yoshizo quickly recalled the interest relationship between Osawa Club and lcrf. Coupled with the restrictions of the Pingtai Trade Association, it was known that the three parties wanted to intersect, and the context of the matter seemed to become clear.
"Is it because of the 'Vascular' platform?"
"Oh, maybe."
"Then our laboratory..."
"Everyone in the Pingtai Trade Association is just an outsourcing company. Originally, they only depend on people's opinions. If the production line there changes, the production line here will also change. Any change is normal."
Matsudaira Yoshio's nonchalant performance made it difficult for Okuhira Yoshizo to make any comments. After all, the part of the "Vascular" platform project that was handled by the Osawa Order was mostly managed by Matsudaira Yoshio's private laboratory.
I don’t even understand it yet...
Speaking of private laboratories, Okudaira Yoshizo naturally thought of "Technical Director" Etsuka. Regarding that quotation, now is an opportunity:
"President, there is something I want to report to you. It is about Ms. Jiang's quotation..."
"Quotation?"
Behind the desk, Matsudaira Yoshio raised his eyebrows and looked directly over, obviously withdrawing from his careless state.
"Yes, Ms. Jiang and some middle-level and grass-roots employees of the processing plant jointly proposed the intention to acquire the processing plant..." Okudaira Yoshizo gave a general introduction to the quotation and the previous simple communication. His attitude was very correct, without any adulteration.
personal emotions.
Originally, the processing plant was destined to be given away, and it didn't matter whose hands it fell into. The final criteria to determine whether the transaction was successful were how much cash it could realize, and whether it could satisfy the president of the company.
As for your own likes and dislikes, it has never been a problem.
Yoshio Matsudaira is not Yoshio Okuhira, but Yoshio Okuhira is Yoshio Okuhira.
This is his consistent belief and wisdom.
Then, he saw that his president smiled rarely: "So that's it, I can understand it, I can understand it."
"President?"
"Maybe it's a sense of guilt, or an anesthetic for self-salvation... She has always been naive."
This was the first time Okuhira Yoshizo heard his own president's evaluation of Ezuka, and coincidentally, it was consistent with his previous slander.
Of course, they are both "naive", and Okuhira Yoshizo is not naive enough to think that the connotations of the words used by the two are exactly the same. After a quick glance at the smile on Matsudaira Yoshio's face, he already knew what to do.
The newly purchased yacht quickly welcomed its new owner, and the process was very smooth. Going upstream from the Onhori River, and then heading 20 kilometers deep into Beishan Lake, the functions of the yacht were all normal, and in this water area, the syllables
The hustle and bustle of recreational activities is basically digested in the empty water and sky.
However, the journey to the next destination is much slower than expected. When this happens, the problem lies with the "new owner".
Ronan did not express any opinion on the replacement yacht. Even though the "Japanese-style" layout of the lower deck living area has not yet been renovated, it is obviously different from his predecessor. For him, it is just a change of sitting and sleeping area.
It's just a vehicle.
At this stage, in addition to initially understanding the latest situation in Sakai City, Ronan focused all his attention on the damaged monocle. According to his words:
"Solve the existing problems first, and then find corresponding materials."
Then, it took him a full four hours to repair the "monocele" to its original state, and he is still doing post-processing inspections.
Then Yin Le understood that the seemingly crystal clear "lens" actually had an incredibly complex structure and an even more incredible production method.
In Ronan's words, it is just an "imaginary structure" that requires "a temporary mold that consumes a lot of energy at all times." I really don't know, if it is to be built using the so-called "creation" method, the conditions and requirements will be
How harsh.
Yin Le couldn't predict Ronan's experimental plan, but she was already nervous. During Ronan's work, she had already made a series of calls to agents and manufacturers related to the destination. She must understand the market and not make any phone calls.
An unprepared battle.
Since this is a relatively professional field, Yin Le doesn't know whether her efforts will be successful in the end. However, when people's efforts "overflow", they often get some benefits from others.
As she continued to communicate in depth with the local circle in Sakajo, some unexpected intelligence information, especially the part related to the Osawa Cult, exposed more and more details and rumors.
After some sorting and analysis, Yin Le felt it was necessary to give Ronan another report. So, she took the organized information and entered the living area on the bottom deck again.
It's already dark, and the natural lighting is no longer enough to support the lighting in the living area. The warm lights turn on, reflecting the light-colored tatami mats and the most classic Japanese-style wood tones. The entire living area is covered with a warm luster.
It's quite cozy when you go up there.
It is said that this yacht is the car of Matsudaira Yoshio, the president of Osawa Shu Corporation. That man is famous for being sharp and cold, and his family life is a mystery, but he does not want to recognize this style.
Hmm, unexpectedly matched with someone.
Someone is naturally a snake whisperer. This magician who appears as "Kitayama Yukie" is dressed in a traditional kimono, which is most suitable for the decorative style of the living area.
While Ronan was concentrating and Yin Le was busy in and out, Snake Language was not assigned any tasks. She just stayed with Ronan, serving tea and water, organizing the layout of the cabin, and doing some servant work, which was actually quite rewarding.
Three of them.
When Yin Le arrived at the bottom deck, he saw Sheyu, who looked like a traditional island woman in movies and TV shows, kneeling beside Ronan, bringing him tea at a suitable temperature, and then bowed and knelt down.
Back off.
The room was extremely quiet, with only the rustling of the moon-white kimono and the tatami bringing with it the rhythm and sound of life.
Snake Yu lowered her head all the time. From Yin Le's angle, she could only see her meticulously combed black hair, as well as the snow-white neck and small back muscles at the back of the collar under the warm light.
Even so, it is very impressive.
Human beings are naturally resistant to smooth and delicate textures. Moreover, the person in front of us is warm and vivid, with outstanding physical and artistic beauty. The so-called "live color and fragrance" is nothing more than that.
Yin Le himself wanted to put his finger over it and try the feel.
But in Yin Le's view, what's more touching about Snake Language at this time is that she can serve Ronan's walking, sitting and lying with amazing concentration, carving out those seemingly meaningless details, just to achieve perfection.
In terms of efficiency, it is not enough - if a company or an organization does things this way, it will be finished sooner or later.
However, when it comes to interpersonal relationships, this approach reflects a pious and pure attitude, as if it does not involve any calculation, but is natural and natural. In essence, it is classical, traditional, old, and partial.
The "moral aesthetic" that most men yearn for.
At this moment, Ronan was sitting on the tatami with his arms and legs spread out. He was dressed like a young man you might encounter on the street, but his snake-talking posture made it clear that he was serving a prince.
What era is it now? Who is Snake Whisperer?
Obviously she couldn't be that kind of person, but she was able to do it flawlessly and smoothly. Even though Ronan didn't look at her, she didn't show any frustration or slackness. She couldn't see any trace of acting, let alone any rush.
Expressed dryness.
From the beginning to the end, Snake Whisper minimizes its presence as much as possible to avoid disturbing Ronan's thoughts. However, like the warm water of a spring pool, it seeps in from inadvertent details and is everywhere.
They are all experts in serving people. Yin Le can best understand how superb this method is, and he is ashamed of himself. It involves too much observation and prediction, and there may even be some advanced perception abilities of Qi sensing in it.
"What a terrible woman."
Yin Le sighed silently. She devoted extraordinary attention to Snake Language. To put it bluntly, it was because of some kind of competitive crisis that was turning into a reality.
The position of secretary is too easy to be replaced, especially the life secretary...
But then again, if the cost factor is not taken into account, what does one or two more secretaries who can do things well and are eye-catching mean nothing? Direct competition is stupid. It is normal for a character like Ronan to have people around him. And as a
The key for dependents is to have their own clear roles, at least with certain functions.
The value of a secretary is to solve troubles for the boss, not to cause troubles. Yin Le had already realized this when he became Mrs. Halder's secretary.
Yin Le breathed evenly, took off her shoes outside, arranged them neatly, and walked onto the tatami gently. At this time, Ronan was still deep in thought. She was not stupid enough to disturb her thoughts, so she knelt down in a corner of the room.
Wait silently.
Of course, Snake Whisper noticed her, moved over quietly, brewed fragrant tea for her, and served it silently, still in a humble manner, just treating herself as the lowest maid.
Yin Le suppressed the slight discomfort in his heart and bowed to express his thanks.
She couldn't bear the courtesy that Sheyu treated Ronan with. This kind of deliberate respect may also be the hidden edge of Sheyu.
Time passed by in silence, and nearly forty minutes passed. Ronan, who had been struggling with the "monocle mirror" suspended in front of him, finally let out a long sigh, and then stretched out his arms.
He was lazy, probably because he felt more relaxed in a quiet space. He fell straight back and stretched out his hands and feet on the tatami, rubbing his back and wanting to roll around again...
At this time, Ronan finally broke away from his pure self, and the real surrounding environment came into his mind. He said "Hey" and hurriedly pushed up his upper body, but the childishness that had been suffocating in his bones could not be suppressed no matter what.
Can't cover it up anymore.
Ronan was a little embarrassed, but he soon discovered that the two people in the room, except for him, were all sitting upright at this time, with their eyes lowered and their eyebrows lowered, silent and motionless, like two sculptures.
Forget it, just pretend they can't see it.
Ronan grinned, straightened his body, and was thinking about what to say. Snake Whisper, who was not far away from him, now kneeled forward, came to the position behind him, stretched out his hand to touch his shoulder, and after a pause
, then knead it with appropriate lightness and weight.
"..."
Ronan instinctively slumped his shoulders, but in the end he made no next move. He turned to look at Snake. This "industry-famous" conjurer, a dignified B-level strongman, had a calm face, no words at all, and only focused on pointing.
With the tapping and pinching of the palms, it seems that everything is as it should be, as a matter of course.
Well, her technique is indeed good - at least Ronan, who lacks such experience, feels quite comfortable.
This is true from body to spirit.
Ronan has the ability to spy on people's desires and control the spiritual soul. However, at this moment, he discovered that all fundamental changes came from himself without asking for help.
Unknowingly, it was as if there was a "pad" in his heart, or some other stepping stone, and he gently and skillfully stepped into a certain psychological zone that he had never entered before.
Maybe he had observed and imagined something "outside" before, and had some unspoken yearnings, but he had never experienced it so personally, and it was so natural to him.
The structure of the Gestalt, the authority of the closed system, and more directly, his absolute control of the snake language, determine the current status and pattern.
He can accept it or stop it, but no matter what, he has the absolute right to choose.
Stop...it's quite comfortable, why stop?
A smile naturally overflowed from the corners of Ronan's lips, and his body swayed slightly under the perfect way of snake language, so that his throat was also stained with a lazy rhythm:
"Tell me, what's new?"
What a pool of warm water!
Yin Le kept her eyebrows lowered and her eyes lowered, but her mind was in a trance. Fortunately, the rhythm of the atmosphere in the room had calmed down completely. Her trance was not obvious, and she quickly came back to her senses and answered:
"Sir, there is intelligence that the reason why the Daze Cult hastily liquidated its assets is because the "Dark Dragon God" they enshrine...escaped."