Inside one of the luxurious private rooms, Vivian sat elegantly on a carved wooden chair.
Across from her was two people from the Rosen Merchant Guild.
At the center sat a middle-aged man who clearly held the highest position among them.
He looked to be in his early forties, with a tall and well-maintained build.
His features were refined and handsome in a mature way, with sharp eyes and a calm, confident expression that suggested years of experience in negotiation and business.
His dark hair was neatly combed back, and he wore an expensive dark coat with subtle gold embroidery along the collar, marking his status without being overly flashy.
Standing slightly behind him was a female secretary.
She appeared to be in her late twenties, wearing a fitted formal outfit and a pair of thin-framed glasses.
Her long black hair was tied into a neat low ponytail, and her posture was straight and professional.
