Robson was stunned by the sight.
This situation was certainly a hassle.
The meeting had to start. Left with no choice, Robson took the initiative and pointed at Viscount Keanan.
"Keanan, you tell me. What are you all doing gathered here instead of getting your work done?"
"Lord Viscount... Sir, I..."
Being put on the spot, Viscount Keanan wanted to cry but couldn't shed a tear.
This time, Robson had truly picked the wrong person.
Heaven knows, he, Keanan, was actually a loyalist. He hadn't stood with Bo Yang and the others, but that was mainly because the voices of opposition were too loud. Besides, Earl Uman was standing right next to Bo Yang.
However, since he had been called out, he couldn't remain silent.
Viscount Keanan took a deep breath.
"Lord Viscount," Viscount Keanan began with a bitter smile, "I... we heard that you recently recruited many non-human fighters out on the plains?"
Robson nodded.
He produced two documents.
