At this moment, the housekeeper Lilith walked lightly to him, bowed gracefully, and said softly, "Master, Roland and Yoder are here to see you and are waiting in the reception room."

Martin heard this, thought for a moment, and then ordered, "Bring them to the study, and we'll talk there."

Lilith obeys the order,

Martin then stood up and walked towards the study.

At this time, Roland and Yoder had not arrived yet.

After Martin walked into the study, he picked up the documents that had just been sent by the intelligence organization, as well as the stack of documents that had been accumulated before, and looked through them carefully.

The contents of the documents are mostly about the construction progress of Yulong City and the details of the surrounding territories.

Martin picked up one of the documents and frowned unconsciously after reading a few lines.

It turned out that all the nobles who had fled from the royal capital had high titles.

During this period of time, Martin had been busy running around outside and was unaware that these nobles had gradually formed a force in Yulong City, and Yoder did not dare to take any action for a while.

Martin sighed secretly, thinking that Yoder was from a small place after all and had never seen the world. What was there to be afraid of? Why didn't he dare to intervene?

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Martin didn't look up, his eyes still fixed on the document, and just responded, "Come in."

The door was gently pushed open, and the person outside walked in. Housekeeper Lilith led Roland and Yoder into the study. Housekeeper Lilith came in first and bowed to Martin, then quietly withdrew, closing the door gently when she left.

After housekeeper Lilith left, Yoder and Roland hurriedly saluted Martin respectfully.

Just as they were about to stand up, Martin said, "Just stay like this and don't move."

After saying that, he continued to look through the documents attentively.

For a moment, the study was so quiet that the only sound was the rustling of papers.

Yoder and Roland lowered their heads and looked at each other. They roughly understood what Martin meant and knew that the young master was a little angry at the moment.

They were nervous and cold sweat broke out unconsciously, but they didn't dare to wipe it away.

In this way, time passed minute by minute, and it took two hours for Martin to finish reading half of the document and correcting part of it.

Then, Martin finally raised his head, looked at the two people who were still saluting, and asked, "Are you tired?"

Yoder and Roland's voices were hoarse from not speaking for a long time, and they answered in unison: "Master, I am not tired."

After hearing this, Martin stood up and walked up to them, looking at them sweating profusely.

He shook his head slightly, then turned back to the desk, picked up the five documents, walked back to them, and said, "Wipe off the sweat first and take a good look at these five documents."

The two hurriedly obeyed the instructions, hurriedly wiped the beads of sweat from their foreheads, and then, with some trepidation, each picked up a document and read it carefully.

After finishing the copy in their hands, they exchanged and continued reading. Martin returned to the desk, picked up the teacup, took a sip of black tea, and looked at the two of them calmly.

Soon, they finished reading all five documents, but both of them had confused looks on their faces.

Martin saw their expressions and knew they still hadn't grasped the key point. So, he patiently asked, "Tell me, who owns this Yulong City?"

Without hesitation, the two men replied in unison, "It's yours, young master!" Martin then pressed on, "How can these refugee nobles have privileges that even I, the master of Yulong City, don't have?"

"They didn't pay for prostitution, and even ordered the knights of the city defense battalion to move their things for them. They even asked for a special car to pick them up. I thought this Yulong City was theirs!"

"How about this, you just follow them. I think it's a waste of your talents to give this position to you. Maybe if you follow them, you can live a better life than you do now, huh?"

When he said the last sentence, Martin almost roared out, and the sound echoed in the study, shaking the two of them.

After hearing this, the two turned pale with fear. They fell to their knees with a plop and cried, "Master, if you don't want us anymore, we won't be able to live anymore. We can only go home and find a rope to hang ourselves!"

Joad was filled with fear. He moved forward and said with a trembling voice, "Young Master, most of those nobles have titles above Viscount. I'm afraid of causing trouble for you, so I've been accommodating them..."

As he spoke, his voice became softer and softer, and his head drooped lower and lower.

Martin listened, a look of confusion on his face. He stared at Joad and said, "According to what you said, do I, the Duke of the West, still have to rely on them to make a living?"

When Yoder heard this, his face turned pale with fear. He quickly waved his hands and said, "No, absolutely not, Master, that's not what I meant at all!"

Martin was in no mood to listen to his explanation and shouted directly to the door: "Guards!"

Just as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door and several knights walked in. Martin ordered the guards without hesitation: "Take Yoder out of the castle. I don't want to see him again."

When Yoder heard this, he panicked and struggled desperately, shouting, "Master, I was wrong. I really know I was wrong. I will change it right away, right now..."

As he was dragged out by the guards, the sound became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared.

Martin sat back in his chair, turned his gaze to Roland, and asked, "What about you? Do you have the same idea?"

Roland looked guilty and said quickly, "Master, I was inconsiderate and took things for granted. I am willing to accept any punishment you may have."

Martin looked at Roland, his expression softening slightly. He said, "You and Yoder are no longer the same as before. Your status has changed, and your cognition must also improve."

"I won't punish you. After all, you've been following me since Luoqiu Town. Even if you haven't made any contributions, you've certainly worked hard. Just reflect on this."

After saying that, he signaled him to leave.

When Roland heard this, his eyes reddened and he couldn't help crying. He bowed respectfully to Martin and then slowly retreated.

After Roland closed the door and left, Martin stood up and walked to the window. Looking out, he murmured softly to himself, "Classes have been broken down, but why can't perceptions be changed?"