It was an early Saturday morning.
Ronald had seated himself in his office located on an estate in the suburbs.
This weekend was unaffected by the blizzard that had influenced the last.
The roads were back to normal, and the sky was clear.
With the weather being so favorable, naturally, the number of people attending the exhibition had returned to normal.
By Ronald's visual estimation and mental calculation,
the number of guests who had come to visit the exhibition that morning had already reached the scale of a medium-sized gathering.
After all, those who would come here were at least related personnel from the mysterious side.
Even a few faces Ronald had seen at the banquet he attended last time appeared here, two or three to be exact.
In a certain sense, this could also be considered an 'elite' gathering that opened regularly.
Watching the incessant stream of visitors coming and going, all dressed in various fashions,
Ronald's work had finally returned to normal.