He came to the stairs leading upstairs.
Lynn reined in Mo Ying and nimbly dismounted from the horse.
Wesley, having been alerted by the messenger soldier, was already waiting.
Wesley stepped forward immediately, bowed respectfully, and spoke courteously.
"Master!"
Without needing Lynn to ask, Wesley continued speaking.
"As per your instructions, the food for supplying 3,800 soldiers and the fodder for the horses are all prepared."
"Once they enter the Manor Castle, they can start using them immediately."
"Your food has also been cooked by the chefs."
"You can head directly to the dining table in the reception hall on the second floor for your meal."
Lynn acknowledged with a sound and stepped onto the stairs leading up the city wall.
As he walked, Lynn asked.
"Wesley, how is the harvest situation in Morgan Town?"
Following behind Lynn, Wesley reported respectfully.
"Master, Gavin happened to come to the Manor Castle yesterday to report the harvest to me."
