“All the cigarettes supplied to the private army were delivered from other locations by the Panaqua Consortium. You’ve seen the fleet of trucks before. The supplies they delivered were none other than cigarettes.” Lilian said, “Actually, the same thing’s happening in the other strongholds. Although the various strongholds’ overseers know they’re puppets, there are always a few who try to break free of their strings.”
Milo nodded. It looked like he could not measure the consortium’s power based on the private army’s strength. He had learned enough from Lilian for the day and had to digest all of this information.
“I’ll ask one final question...” Milo asked, “Why did you choose a person like Micah as your manager?”
Lilian was not exactly stupid either, so why did she choose Micah?
Lilian explained, “He’s the younger brother of a unit chief in the stronghold’s Logistics Division.”
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