
After waiting for a full two hours, there was finally a response from within
research.
"Why is one little Saxon family worth mentioning?"
Reuben bowed even lower when he heard that answer.
"As long as you can help the Brewer family get back
his reputation, I am willing to give everything I have in the southwest!"
"Do you think I'll take care of her?" ask the same dignified voice.
"Oh, of course, of course," replied Ruben quickly. "I understand that family
Leger won't think too much about it, but .
donated by the Brewer family now!"
The Brewers have lost gantry in Pinemore, and now they will
lost assets they had built up in the southwest for decades
last. The Brewer family suffered a setback of over ten years.
"Well, I'll take him along with the gantry that your family lost
in Pinemore."
"Sure!" Ruben quickly fused his two palms together with
well-mannered. "Gantry in Pinemore is what I want to use for
presented to you, so Mr. Leger can take it too!"
Suddenly there was a loud coughing sound coming from the study.
Ruben froze for a moment and did not dare to speak.
There have been rumors that the third son of the Leger family practiced martial arts since
juvenile age. But the way he coughed sounded like .. is he hurt?
"Are you not going?" The voice inside shouted coldly as if he
I know what Reuben is thinking.
"Yes, yeah! I'm going!" Ruben did not dare to stay any longer. She's with
quickly take a step back and leave the study.
A middle-aged man lay bare-chested in the study on a bench
length. The bloodstains on his chest could be clearly seen.
The area where it collapsed had at least two or three ribs
broken.
Frank Leger narrowed his eyes as if all this meant nothing
to him. He slowly drew and let out his breath and chest slowly
starts expanding.
After some time, his chest looked just like before. If it wasn't for
preceding.
"A highly skilled fighter who is even more skilled than a
grandmaster ..."
He narrowed his eyes. He doesn't care about what is offered
Reuben.
He doesn't care about assets, resources or gantry in illegal circles.
The only thing he cared about was the fighter Reuben told him about
to him. A person stronger than a grandmaster!
"I can't believe that a second-tier family actually has fighters
like that in their hands," Frank Leger narrowed his eyes. "And he even
doesn't it look 30 years old?"
What an age to be imitated!
"If he joins the Hidden Sect, does my position have to go down?"
Suddenly there's a murderous explosion in Frank's eyes.
He got up and put on a long robe. He was like a sword, sharp and
sparkling was dangerous, leaving everyone around him frightened and agitated.
Frank walked into the mirror and smiled at the somewhat looking face
threatening what he saw. It was a strange sight.
"Mr Frank, the head of the family wants to meet you," shouted a polite voice from
outside door.
"Understand me" replied Frank.
He hasn't been home in a long time. Just after he got home, he was called in
meet his older brother. He felt it was a little disturbing.
The head of the Leger family sat in the main hall. Fabian Leger's hair is bleached and he
it's 60 years old.
As the head of the first-rate family, Fabian Leger knew the advantages he had
leger Family. He also knew that it was not easy to survive in the north.
It was like sliding on thin ice.
That's the only way to describe it.
Even though they were a first-rate family and were capable of having strength
and unimaginable wealth, there were four more powerful families on top
they are!