Jon Zuck's hazel eyes swept over the faces of the five manor lords one by one.
His cold and deep voice once again emanated from his mouth.
"I think even if I haven't told you what the theme of this meeting is,"
"You five manor lords should already know, right?"
Werner and Mateo slightly lowered their heads, not daring to speak, nor daring to meet Jon Zuck's gaze.
Bruce McKinley's mouth slightly opened, about to speak.
Only to find that none of the remaining manor lords wanted to say anything.
Bruce hurriedly closed his mouth, fell silent.
Lowering his head, waiting for Jon Zuck to continue speaking.
Seeing that no one dared to respond.
Jon Zuck frowned slightly, his tone shifted.
"However, before proceeding with the meeting, I want to ask the five manor lords!"
Jon Zuck's tone suddenly intensified, almost shouting.
"What is the mindset of you five manor lords?"
"To make it so that only six thousand peasant guards were summoned for this gathering?"
