While Aiven was muttering secretly, there was new progress on the merchant ship.
Although the smuggling ship was seized, they were, after all, going to attend the celebration event, and it wasn't suitable to carry these goods along.
Decided by the General himself, he waved his hand: "Considering these are non-prohibited items, just pay the additional taxes."
Before his two children, especially his pure and lovely daughter, he didn't want to make the scene too ugly, thus extending leniency and granting this detestable smuggler person a lifeline.
"Yes, yes, yes, thank you, sir!" After the Major officer conveyed the General's orders, the fat merchant expressed gratitude profusely, scrambling back to his cabin to prepare the penalty payment.
Although his profits would shrink significantly after paying taxes, it was still better than being completely confiscated by a thousandfold!
Huff... Puff...
