Seeing Ethan's strongly disapproving expression, Velen patted his shoulder earnestly.
"Master Ethan, you've been following me for quite some time now, yet you're still so rigid?"
"Are you telling me that as a great tycoon, I don't deserve a toilet made of Starry Stone?"
"Even the senate of the Ducal Manor highly praises and supports me on this matter!"
Hearing this, Ethan shook his head repeatedly. "Velen, the senate are all reasonable people. How could they possibly support you?"
Velen shrugged and did not explain further—after all, he was telling the truth.
Ethan couldn't accept this outcome at all and hurriedly contacted William and the others.
After a brief exchange, Ethan was on the verge of a breakdown.
"William, Jake, you two are senators! How can you be so ridiculous?"
"Forging a toilet out of Starry Stone—even the top tycoons wouldn't do something so disrespectful to their ancestors!"