Wilbur looked at them and said slowly, "I never wanted to interfere in the matters of Aroma, but now it seems like you all need some reshuffling."


    No one dared to object. Strength equaled the right to speak, and they had no right to speak at all in front of Wilbur. Just like how they were in the past with Stiles.


    "Stiles Dune might be a Super Sanctuary level cultivator, yet he would do despicable things like kidnapping wealthy people and extorting them. What''s more, Sanctuary level cultivators like Christopher and the others would actually obey him and do those things."


    Christopher lowered his head, feeling extremely guilty.


    "From that, one could see how messy the cultivation circle in Aroma is. It seems like the country has been toox on you guys. You all have been too proud and arrogant."


    Everyone shuddered, not daring to say a single word.


    It was true. If a Sanctuary level cultivator would dare to do that in any other ce, the Department of Paranormal Research and Defense would have paid them a visit a long time ago, showing them the consequences of their actions.


    They were in Aroma, an autonomous region, which was why they dared to be so bold.


    At that, Wilbur looked at Christopher and said coldly, "Do you know why I didn''t kill you?"


    "I do not." Christopher knelt to the ground and prostrated himself.


    Wilbur said slowly, "That''s because there are no other suitable candidates in Aroma. If not, do you think I''d keep you alive based on your behavior?"


    "Thank you for showing mercy. I swear I will never forget it for the rest of my life," Christopher said fearfully.


    Wilbur sneered and continued. "I''ll let the past incidents go, but if this were to happen again in the future, don''t say I didn''t warn you."


    "We wouldn''t dare," Everyone replied in unison.


    "That''s all I have to say. I don''t want to interfere in your business too. You all can leave. Christopher, you stay."


    Everyone bowed and left in fright. They knew that there was a new dawn in Aroma.


    Wilbur looked at Christopher who was kneeling on the floor. After a long moment of silence, he said slowly, "This is an opportunity. I hope you can seize it and turn over a new leaf."


    "I promise I will change. If not, I will ept the consequences," Christopher proimed.


    Wilbur scoffed. "Let''s hope so. You''re the only Sanctuary level cultivator left in Aroma. The cultivation circle of Aroma is your cultivation circle. You better behave."


    "Aroma will forever belong to you. I will do my best in Aroma to serve you," Christopher knelt on the floor and promised.


    Wilbur looked at him for a long time before saying, "Like I said, you better behave. You may go now."


    Christopher got up and bowed deeply. He said, "Sir, please wait here. I''ll get Stiles Dune''s family to send over the ten billion dors."


    "No need. I''m not short of money." Wilbur was not interested in money either.


    Stiles was already dead. Further troubling his family was not what a good man would do.


    Right at that moment, the doorbell rang. "Mason Dune, son of Stiles Dune, here to request a meeting with Mister Penn."


    Wilbur furrowed his brows and looked at Christoper.


    Christoper immediately said, "That''s Stiles'' son. Do you want to see him?"


    Wilber pondered for a while before saying, "Let him in."


    Christopher went over to quickly open the door. A man who looked like Stiles entered the room fearfully.


    When he saw Wilbur, he immediately knelt on the floor. He said with a catch in his throat, "Greetings, Mister Penn. I am Mason Dune, son of Stiles Dune."


    "If you want to seek revenge, you are way too weak. Go and practice cultivation. I''ll wait for you," Wilbur said calmly.


    Mason said with fear, "I would never dare. I honor my father''s defeat. I''m just here to fulfill the bet. Please give me your ount number, and I''ll wire the money to you, sir."


    Mason received news about his father''s death almost immediately. He never once thought his father would be defeated. He found it hard to ept the fact.


    Fortunately, some of Stiles'' men were smart. They immediately warned Mason to quickly fulfill the bet so he could keep his family alive.


    Mason quickly ran over in fear. There was no such thing as avenging his father. His father was a Super Sanctuary level cultivator, yet he was still defeated.