When Ryan left the granary, his heart was as hot as the scorching sun, and his whole body was full of energy.

Even after getting into the carriage, Ryan sat down and stood up in the carriage repeatedly, babbling in his mouth,

"They're out of food!"

"Gather all the Saint Descendant Families, I need more Miso!"

"As much as you buy now, you can earn as much Miso as you can when the time comes, even if El Isa really passes the Saint Descent Challenge... A family of saints without Miso wants to recover..."

“......”

In this short period of time, countless images flashed through Ryan's mind, mountains of Miso were walking towards him, and the skirt of the goddess of victory was swaying, showing him a bright smile!

Steward Jeff looked at the young master's appearance, and the worry on his face became more and more intense.

He felt that Young Master Lane was so excited, some... Not very decent.

Lu Deng, the noble clan of the Holy Descent Family, did not deal with him much, and even felt that the other party was just a pariahs who came out of the wasteland, which was very bold.

Even if Ludon had the citizenship of the Divine State, in the eyes of the Holy Descendants, a pariah would be a pariah.

Jeff has had several relationships with each other.

After all, the Divine State is so big, and Lu Deng is a man of the year during this time, so it is inevitable that there will be opportunities to deal with it.

In the impression of Jeff's stewardship, Mr. Ludon always has a light smile on his face, never loses his sense of proportion in his work, and he can't find fault with people.

Most importantly, it is exceptionally decent.

At all times, Ludon is calm, elegant, and will not mess around, let alone ... Like Master Lane.

Young Master Lane, who was jumping up and down in the carriage at this time, was no different from a monkey in gorgeous clothes.

Oh, it's still different, the monkey's face is not as red as Master Lane's.

Jeff kept his face strained to keep himself from laughing, he was a professionally trained steward who would never laugh no matter what happened.

Unless you can't help it.

After the excitement, Ryan took a few deep breaths and finally calmed down.

The first thing he did when he regained his composure was the granary.

"Erase the traces of what we've been to, and don't leave a handle!"

Steward Jeff nodded steadily,

"Don't worry, young master, someone has already been sent to do it."

He knew very well that these tactics were just for psychological comfort.

Whatever the Inquisition ought to know, will know.

I'm afraid Ludon will also know about their actions tonight, and the other party may even be silently watching them from a corner.

For some reason, Jeff was always surrounded by ominous premonitions.

In Jeff's mind, Ludon is an extremely dangerous person, and dealing with such a person will either become his friend or make him disappear from the world forever.

There is no third option.

However, Master Ryan couldn't do either thing.

This also casts a shadow over the future of the Jager family.

When this thought came to mind, Jeff himself felt a little funny.

What the hell are you thinking?

Luton is just a person, even with the help of the Isha family, Lutdon is just an ordinary person!

Wanting to rely on his personal strength to overthrow the Saint Descent family is simply a fool's dream!

Unless he's evil... No, even if he is a demon, he can't do it to this extent!

The carriage returned to the Jager family's manor, and Ryan was now completely calm, and there was nothing unusual in his high head.

He commanded,

"I'm going to hold a meeting of the Twelve Saint Families, tonight!"

Steward Jeff, who was standing next to the carriage, looked at Ryan's back as he climbed the stairs, and bowed slightly,

"Yes, I'll do it."

He will never forget that he is serving the Saint Family, not the master of the Saint Family.

Even if Jeff has worries and worries in his heart, he will not take the initiative to say it.

What right does a slave have to meddle in the affairs of his master's house?

Jeff believed that if he dared to say a few more words, even if Young Master Ryan was too young to notice anything unusual.

On the outskirts of Shenbang, there will be one more nameless male corpse the next day.

People are not the same.

The only thing a slave needs to offer to his master is absolute loyalty.

Jeff sent someone to contact the remaining eleven Saint Descendants families to prepare for tonight's meeting.

Although it is late at night,

But the Divine State, which is exceptionally rich in nightlife, and the young people of the Holy Descent family should be very restless at the moment.

Meanwhile, Steward Jeff did not return to Ryan, but walked around the manor to a porch.

In the corridor, there was a strong blond man.

As the steward of the Saint Family, Jeff's loyalty is to the Jager family, not to Ryan Jager alone.

The strong man had his back to Jeff, holding a handful of soybeans in his hand, feeding the horse like a chicken.

"Tell me, my stupid nephew, what he did today."

Jeff 1510 told everything he had seen and heard before.

"Huh."

Ponger Yager sneered, his two fingers exerted slightly, and a soybean was crushed by him.

"If the other party wants him to see it, he is willing to believe it.

My nephew is really a good seedling to be a patriarch. ”

Cold sweat broke out on Jeff's forehead, and he didn't dare to breathe.

When facing Ponger, Jeff always felt a huge pressure.

The elders of the Holy Descent family are like candles in the wind, and the breath on their bodies is not only rotten but rotten.

But Ponge, like the real sun, makes people retreat.

Throwing out the remaining soybeans in his pocket, Pang Ge clapped his hands and said casually,

"Alright, let's get busy."

A respectful smile appeared on Jeff's face and slowly withdrew.

The evening breeze blew, and he realized that his back was completely wet with sweat!

Jeff took small steps with a hurried expression, and the servants passing by looked at him and backed down.

soon

Jeff went to a remote corner of the manor, watched his surroundings vigilantly, and then plucked a leaf and put it to his lips, making a strange bird's call.

The strange bird cry, which sounded in a certain rhythm, was immediately answered.

Jeff didn't have to wait long, and a man wearing a strange bird mask stepped out of the shadows.

After the two sides exchanged codes, Jeff recounted what he had seen and heard tonight, and added a lot of his own judgments, especially about Luden's opinion.

As he spoke, the other party was writing quickly on the paper over and over again, which was a shorthand technique.

In the moonlight, Jeff glanced at the contents of the paper, and after confirming that it was correct, he pressed the red clay on the thumb of his left hand and printed it on the paper.

The man with the strange bird mask put away the paper and retreated into the shadows as if it had never appeared.

The Jager family is still as strong as ever.

The Jager family will only have glory in three times: past, present, and future.

...

After a cloud of hours, more than a dozen young people gathered at the Yager family's manor and stood in the hall in twos and threes.

Some of them had angry faces on their faces, and they were clearly unhappy with the sudden request for a meeting.

There's business to do tonight!

All ruined!

And the initiator of the meeting, Ryan Jager, was belated.

He had a confident smile on his face, his blonde hair glaring in the candlelight, and his straight body was like a sharp sword!

As soon as Ryan appeared, he attracted the attention of everyone present.

He walked past the crowd, came to the front, took a glass of wine, and held it up with his right hand.

Ryan tilted his head slightly and said proudly,

"This cup, to the Isha family who is about to go bankrupt, and to Mr. Luden, who has gone to a dead end!"