Owen Bertram's eyes rolled: "I want the Johnson Clan's servants, give me 3,000 people."
For a major family like the Johnson Clan, once their property was confiscated, it was inevitable that the collateral relatives and servants would be exiled, and confiscated. The women were most likely to be sent to different places as entertainment venues, and education bureaus, while the servants would be resold or rewarded to meritorious officials.
Abner Lane asked, "What do you need so many people for?"
Master Liam complained, "I'm short of manpower. I have vacancies at the Summit Metropolitan Office and the East Prison Town Comfort Office. These servants of the Johnson Clan must have cultivation, and with some screening, they can become quality Military Officers."
Abner Lane thought for a while and nodded in agreement: "Alright, I'll give them to you."
Owen Bertram chuckled, and patted his chest: "Don't worry, Master, I'll take care of Johnson Clan's elder!"
