"Hey, old Alexandre, it's lunchtime now!" Upon hearing the butler's words, before the master could even speak, the fat Gail had already announced in dissatisfaction.
When the guest was shooting his big mouth, the owner of the manor looked down from the stairs and caught the eyes of Wizard Li God, who was in the living room. At once, his calm face suddenly became pale.
His body stiffened as he grew silent for a long time. Then, with a hoarse and dry voice, he finally said, "Alexandre, it's noon now. Bring Bigail and the rest to the dining room for lunch. Mosha, help me entertain the guests. Mr. Zhang Lisheng, do you want to take a look at your fortune? Please come with me."
"Saganso, it's already noon now. You don't have to…" Bigail took out his pocket watch and turned his head to talk out of place again. However, his words were lodged in his throat when he saw the grave expression on his friend's face, an expression that he had never seen before.