Old Tius made a choice he had no choice but to make.
He could only choose this way; there was no other path.
The Cardinal's body pulsed with a powerful aura, his icy eyes fixed on Old Tius.
"Hahaha."
Instead, the people from the Skull Society burst into laughter: "Good, good. You have some courage. Well then, since you are willing to submit to the Skull Society, today, we shall protect you."
The Wenmos family held a significant portion of the controlling interest in Dameria's financial market.
With just a word from the Wenmos family, they could destabilize the financial market.
This was something all factions—the Angelic Assembly, the Dark Church, and the Skull Society—understood about the Wenmos family's importance.
"Wait a moment."
At this point, a voice, slightly childish but remarkably firm, rang out.
Ashi Dai stood up, his reddened eyes looking at Tius: "What right do you have to represent the entire Wenmos family?"
"Hmph."
Tius snorted coldly: "Because I am the patriarch of the Wenmos family."
"What kind of patriarch are you?"
Ashi Dai did not back down: "The Wenmos family was built by Grandpa, and you are merely a scoundrel who stole Grandpa's achievements."
"Heh heh."
Her reprimand was met with Tius's cold laughter: "There's no point in saying more. I am Wenmos's own brother, born of the same mother. You, however, are a bastard. What right do you have to stand here and point fingers?"
"Of course I do."
Ashi Dai suddenly raised his hand, a document appearing in his palm: "This is Grandpa's will, appointing me as the second patriarch of the Wenmos family."
The surrounding people's eyes immediately lit up.
Tsk, this trip was not in vain.
"Lord City Lord."
Ashi Dai spoke loudly: "Could you please examine this document for its authenticity for Ashi Dai?"
"Naturally."
The City Lord stepped forward with a smile.
The continent of Dameria placed great importance on the spirit of contracts. If this will was genuine, even the Skull Society could not say much.
The larger the force, the more they respected the constraints of contracts.
The City Lord stepped forward and opened the document in front of everyone. Inside was a single sheet of paper, bearing Old Wenmos's handwriting, appointing Ashi Dai as the second patriarch of the Wenmos family.
After reading the contents, the City Lord nodded and said: "Indeed, it is Old Wenmos's handwriting. I can confirm this document is genuine."
"Whoa!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the scene erupted in an uproar.
Tius's face turned pale, and he began to panic: "Fake, it must be fake! This little bastard has been gone for months. Even if there was a will, how could he have it? He must have forged it."
"Heh heh."
Ashi Dai sneered: "This document was on Grandpa all along."
"You're talking nonsense! He had nothing on him."
"Who said that?"
The speaker was Chen Fan. He stepped forward and pointed at the coffin: "You don't even know about the seal on Old Wenmos's body. Looking at this, you really aren't the first choice for patriarch of the Wenmos family."
As if to confirm the truth of his words.
The Skull Society and the Cardinal simultaneously reached out towards Old Wenmos's body, and strands of energy patterns emerged.
Indeed, it was a seal.
The reason Ashi Dai was able to obtain the document was due to Chen Fan's subtle reminder.
He had discovered the seal, and though he didn't know what it was, he had still given Ashi Dai a hint.
He never expected it to be a will.
At this, Tius's face turned ashen.
Not just him; all of Tius's direct relatives looked horrified.
However, the other members of the Wenmos family began to slowly spread out and withdraw.
"Tius."
An old man shouted angrily: "You scoundrel, how dare you deceive us! So it was you who killed my elder brother!"
"Forging a will, you deserve to die."
"No wonder so many people have gone missing. Were they also killed by you?"
Tius, who had been acting so imperiously moments ago, instantly became a street rat.
His dreams had only just begun, and they were shattered by the appearance of the will.
"Hahaha."
Now, the Cardinal was delighted, looking at the Skull Society members and laughing: "What, do you want me to escort you out? Or perhaps you wish to fight?"
"..."
The Skull Society members fell silent.
Judging by the violently fluctuating auras, they were likely not in a good mood.
A moment later...
"Let's go."
They had failed.
Without the appearance of the will, they would not have abandoned the Wenmos family even if it meant a fight with the Angelic Assembly. But now that the will had appeared, they could not proceed.
The spirit of contracts had to be upheld.
If it hadn't existed, it would have been fine, but since it did, it had to be respected.
Especially since it had been publicly revealed.
As the Skull Society members prepared to leave, Tius panicked: "My lords, you cannot leave! That will is fake!"
"Shut up."
A roar erupted: "Dare to utter another word, and I'll kill you right now."
Genuine anger.
They had come with great fanfare, even sacrificing several Nascent Soul realm experts.
In the end, they gained nothing.
Who wouldn't be angry about such a situation?
"Let's go."
The Skull Society members left as they said, without any hesitation.
"My lords, take me with you!" Tius cried out in despair.
Unfortunately, no one paid him any mind.
Without the Wenmos family, Tius was less important to the Skull Society than a stray dog.