In a small room on the side of the conference room hall on the first floor of the Taylor family mansion, Liv Taylor, the patriarch of the Taylor family, Yarman Hall, the patriarch of the House family, and the patriarch of the Moore family, Patrickin Moore, sat around a half-human-high, pine-wood round table with the size of a dining table.

The faces of the three of them were not very good, as if they had just quarreled, especially Liv Taylor, her expression was very anxious, anxious with a little entanglement, her big eyes narrowed into two slits, her pink lips were slightly pursed, the corners of her mouth on both sides were a little drooping, her small nose was slightly open, and her breathing rate was very rapid.

"Are you two really going to give up all your power and obey that waste city lord?" Liv Taylor patted the table lightly and asked the other two patriarchs in a deep voice, obviously, the three of them had been discussing this topic for a long time.

"Waste, hehe, Liv Taylor, you better be careful when you speak, now Lenio Wharton is not the same person he used to be, he used to call him waste, he may not do anything to you, now it's hard to say, he married a law god as a wife, if he plans to destroy us, it will only be a matter of minutes!"

Rather than a warning, it is better to say that Badwin Moore, who is fully psychologically mature, kindly reminds Liv Taylor, who is only twenty-five years old and far from mature: we can't be brutal, we have to adapt to the situation, we used to be strong, so we can indulge, now, we are weak. We have to be a little more restrained.

"You're both overly concerned, actually. I don't think Rio Wharton will do anything to us. Fifty-year-old Yarman Hall, with his small eyes full of crow's feet, glanced at the two patriarchs who were about to clash, his eyes flashed with wisdom, and softly persuaded the two patriarchs: "Heroe Wharton is more powerful than we imagined, whether it is his strength, or his vision, including his wisdom, we can not imagine. Let's wait and see what happens!"

"What do you want to say?" Liv Taylor gradually widened her eyes worthy of jewels, stared at Yarman Hall, and asked in a deep voice, "Do you mean that we wait for our own death like lambs to the slaughter?"

Listening to Liv Taylor's somewhat extreme words with dissatisfaction, Yarman Hall shook his head slightly noncommittally, smiled without saying a word, and a few strands of silver hair from his shiny head, which was almost completely gone. Falling down.

"You mean that Lenio Wharton will not do anything to us, and even, will not curtail our power?" said forty-year-old Bodwin Moore. Much more mature than twenty-five-year-old Liv Taylor, he could hear something from the words of Yarman Hall, who was fifty years old and more mature.

"That's right. Looking at Bodwin Moore with relief, Yarman Hall spoke in an old but wise voice. Shen Sheng said: "Thinking about his attitude towards the Lehman family, we can rest assured. The Lehman family betrayed him, took refuge with his sworn enemy Downs Wharton, and planned to kill him, just like that, he spared the Lehman family, and didn't want us to kill any of them, if we hadn't killed a lot of Lehman family members earlier, then, I estimate, now, the Lehman family may not even die. ”

"I know what you're saying, too!" Liv Taylor obviously didn't want to admit that she had just understood what Yarman Hall had said, and she used strong words to cover up her ignorance, and she also said nonsense: "I want to say, how can our vested interests be maintained, and if Lenio Wharton insists on taking away our powers, then what can we do to protect them!"

"What can be done, the four women around him, each of them can slaughter the three of us effortlessly, unless you become his woman too, or don't worry about this matter anymore!"

These words, when they came out of the mouth of Bodwin Moore, were used to satirize Liv Taylor's ignorance, but after listening to Liv Taylor's ears, it opened her mind, and the whole sentence, like a fresh breeze with the fragrance of flowers, blew away all her troubles, and suddenly she felt refreshed.

"Isn't it," seeing Liv Taylor, who was originally nervous, and after relaxing, Bardwin Moore, who sarcastically ridiculed her, exclaimed in a low voice: "Don't you really want to seduce him, aren't you targeting the Elven family, the Elvens family, aren't you pursuing the new star of the Evans family, Jarvis Avans?"

"The plan can't catch up with the change, what is the purpose of my pursuit of Jarvis, not for my family, now, my family is about to become a commoner, what else can I do, of course, change the goal, and go to Lenio Wharton, to be honest, if you talk about the nobility of birth, but the minister's son of Jarvis is obviously not as good as Heroio Wharton, who is the son of the elf king, counting, my vision has become higher. Liv Taylor tried her best to describe her water-based poplar behavior with a sense of mission, and if she didn't analyze it carefully, she really thought that she was going to sacrifice herself for the benefit of the family.

"It is true that Erio Wharton's background is more noble, but, don't forget, he is an exiled prince, so to speak, he is a prince who was driven out by the elves, and now his identity is only the lord of a small city, a small lord in a corner of peace, in terms of real power, he is far worse than Jarvis. Bodwin Moore said casually, and this sentence poured a basin of ice water on the heart of Liv Taylor, who was already very excited, and poured her heart cold.

"I think that the plan of the Taylor patriarch is still full of wisdom," Yarman Hall, who had not spoken for a long time, encouraged Liv Taylor with a phlegm voice: "Now, the elf king has driven out all his sons, and the world is in chaos again, and the rebellions in the elf clan are one after another, and they continue to appear, maybe one day the elf king will be killed by the rebel forces, so it is difficult to say who will inherit the throne of the elf king, maybe, the successor is our city lord." ”

"It's impossible, it's just him," Bodwin Murou shook his head slightly and looked at the old man sitting next to him, ten years older than himself, his eyes were full of incredulity, "He's a half-elf, or a half-elf who doesn't know magic, if he can inherit the position of the elf king, then tomorrow I can become a law god!"

"You underestimate him too much, I used to think the same as you, and I didn't think much of him, but as I got older, my experience and experience continued to increase, and gradually, I found that he was a very terrible person, and I was far from his opponent!"

"Why, can you share your thoughts?" said Liv Taylor, looking at the gray-haired, over-looking old fox across from her.

"I wouldn't have told you before, but since Heroe Wharton doesn't want to hide his strength anymore," replied Jarman Hauer in a deep voice, clearing his throat of the old phlegm, "I'll make it clear that we've always been just insignificant pawns in his hands......" (To be continued.) )