Chapter 850

"What?"

"Why?'

Most of the Janko retainers and bodyguards were trading glances, puzzled by Ciril's sudden announcement.

Only the stronger retainers were frowning as they pondered on Frank Lawrence's name, more or less getting the idea.

"Could he be a member of the Lawrence family, formerly one of the Four Families of Morhen?!"

"Is he the heir to the Lord of the Southern Woods?!"

While everyone was left uncertain, Ciril coughed loudly twice and laughed heartily, "Don't worry, Mr. Lawrence. I have been around for a while—and I despise ingrates the most. If you have any requests, feel free to voice them! I understand that money is nothing to you… As long as it's within our power to grant it, we'll do our utmost!"

"Yes, Mr. Lawrence! Don't hold back on us now!"

"Ask away, Mr. Lawrence!"

Seeing how enthusiastic the Jankos were, Frank mused to himself for a moment before glancing at the invitation Ned was holding.

"In that case, I do have a favor to ask," he said quietly.

"Ask awa