Why So Little

Sean's next battle with the Lee's Group took place in Blackwell. Out of Sean's expectation, the person who attended the meeting this time was... Jesse. In the open-air tea seats by the river, Jesse was calmly feeding the pigeons in a casual outfit. He looked too idle to be the richest person and the busiest person in Jesse City. "President Handerson." Sensing someone behind him, Jesse turned around and stood up with a hand in his pocket. Noticing Sean's gaze, he couldn't help but look at himself. "Why, is there anything wrong with me?" Sean chuckled. "Mr. Jesse, you're as mysterious as you're rumored to be. I'm just wondering. You always look like you have nothing to do. How did you manage to bring the declining Lee's Group back to life?" It had long been rumored that the Lee's Group had a somewhat shady past.  Sean's question was, in fact, a little risky. But he needed to get some response from Jesse, even if it was just a sigh. There was no expression on Jesse's face as he said with