Wilbur turned and grabbed him with his right hand.


    The dagger ended up on his hand like it was given to Wilbur.


    The man was shocked. He wondered how Wilbur grabbed his dagger out of nowhere.


    Suddenly, a terrifying forceing from the dagger attacked his heart, causing it to burst inside his body.


    He fell to the floor slowly in disbelief.


    Wilbur looked at the other men. They were all unconscious.


    Only the leader, who was a beginner Aura level cultivator, managed to squirm in agony.


    Wilbur reached out. The woman slowly grabbed his hand and stood up with her daughter.


    She never let go of her child the whole time.


    Wilbur took his phone out and gave Santino a video call. He then passed his phone to the woman.


    The woman sobbed when Santino answered the call.


    Wilbur talked to Santino for a moment before he left the vi with the woman and the child in tow.


    He called a taxi and made sure they got in the car before he watched them leave. Wilbur mumbled to himself at that moment, "Maybe I should help him. That idiotic family will only ruin things. Jean did me a huge favor, after all."


    He shook his head and walked toward the city. He found a hotel and stayed overnight.


    He was nning on ditching the Zanders, but he thought about the Golden Crown given by Jean that saved his urgent situation.


    He felt sorry for him.


    ...


    The next day, things were lively in the Sith Manor.


    They were celebrating Terry Sith''s 70th birthday.


    The Siths had an elite enterprise in the manufacturing industry in Mensa Province, so it had to be grand.


    All the influential figures of Southshore were there.


    Businessmen, politicians, and cultivators attended the celebration with gifts.


    Terry wore a red outfit, and he was sitting at the main table in the open-air courtyard. A few middle-aged men sat next to him as they chatted happily.


    They were the businessmen and political bigshots of Southshore. Ordinary people did not deserve a seat at the table.


    Leo and his family also wore festive outfits as they greeted the unending guests at the door.


    The Siths were enjoying themselves in the lively vibes.


    It was afternoon.


    Leo nced at the main hall and saw that everyone who was supposed to be there had arrived. He told a slender old man next to him, "Mister Waldo, I''ll go and host the celebration. I''ll leave the rest to you."


    "Don''t worry. I''ll handle things here," said Dean Waldo confidently.


    Leo nodded and walked towards the stage with a wide smile.


    Dean was a powerful Saint level cultivator. They had been conquering Mensa Province ever since they worked together. They exploited the industrypetitors, allowing the power of Sith Corp to grow withoutpetition.


    However, they were cautious because they did a lot of dirty work.


    Therefore, he instructed Dean to watch out in case someone tried to stir up trouble.


    Leo went on the stage and stood in front of a microphone. He smiled and greeted, "Good afternoon,dies and gentlemen."


    Everyone looked at Leo, and they knew the celebration was about to start.


    "Thank you for attending our little celebration. I am honored and grateful beyond words. Please enjoy the food and drinks we have prepared. Let''s get wasted tonight!" Leo announced.


    His speech was met with apuse from the crowd.


    Leo continued, "Sith Corp is as sessful as it is today because of your support. We have prepared a small gift for everyone here as a sign of our appreciation."


    A girl in a sexy outfit walked toward the stage while holding a tray.


    There was amemorative piece made from pure gold on the tray. Thememorative piece was engraved with the words ''Sith Corp''.


    Thememorative piece was not small, so it was worth at least a hundred thousand dors.


    There were around a hundred guests that day. Leo was truly generous with his gifts.