Hearing Fang Ze's words, Councilor Jia took out a document from his sleeve and handed it to Fang Ze with both hands respectfully.
Fang Ze put down his teacup, accepted the document, and then glanced at it.
Initially, he was somewhat casual about it, but after a cursory look, he couldn't help but pause for a moment, and his expression became much more serious.
After a short while, having finished reading the entire dossier, he smiled at Councilor Jia and said indifferently, "This gift is indeed quite good."
Hearing Fang Ze's words, Councilor Jia was not surprised, but he slightly shook his head and then said, "Young Master misunderstands. This already approved document for the subsidiary city is not my gift."
He said, "I don't have the power to make the Council approve a noble's territory in just two or three days."
"Especially with such generous terms."
Hearing Councilor Jia's words, Fang Ze recalled the contents of the document he had just read.
