Suddenly, Wilbur''s brows rxed, and he stared at Kearson, saying, "Mister Kearson, how did you know I was searching for the Nine Dragon Cauldrons?"


    Kearson''s lips curved into a smirk as he waved his sunsses and replied, "Actually, when you made contact with the members of the ck Panthers, I already had information about you. I''m sorry, but I''m also a subordinate of thete Fremont. How about it? Even now, you still refuse to believe it?"


    "You!" Wilbur red at Kearson, wishing to strike him down immediately. However, Kearson''s indifferent attitude towards Wilbur''s hostility remained unchanged. With a smug expression, he continued, "Indeed, this is one of Fremont''s tests for you, Wilbur. Everything precious in this world has its price. If you want to learn the secret of the Nine Dragon Cauldrons, you must pay a price. Now, I''m simply asking you to kill two people for me. If you can''t even do such a simple task, you will never be a subordinate of Freemont, nor will you ever learn the secret of the Nine Dragon Cauldrons."


    Haron nervously pleaded, "Mister Wilbur, please, you must help us this time!"


    Molton held Haron back and said, "Haron, we have no choice now. Let Mister Wilbur make his own decision."


    The events of the past month had opened Molton''s eyes to many things. He realized the cruelty and reality of the world. Once standing on opposite sides of interests, all rtionships would turn to nothingness. There was only one possibility that might change the fate of both.


    Molton realized that there were two types of people in this world: those who chased after money and those who pursued emotions. Those who chased after money never believed in justice, while those who pursued emotions might choose justice. Molton waited for Wilbur to make the final decision because he knew that whatever Wilbur chose in the end was not something he and Haron could decide.


    A person''s belief could only be determined by themselves. Others had no right to interfere. Even though Wilbur had helped Molton before, in Molton''s heart, Wilbur was not someone he could trust.


    At this moment, Wilbur clenched his fists and said, "In that case, I don''t want the Nine Dragon Cauldrons. Kearson, let''s settle this fairly!"


    Wilbur said these words with a cold expression. Although he had sacrificed a lot in search of the Nine Dragon Cauldrons, he could not bring himself to indiscriminately kill for it. Every person Wilbur had killed had their own deserved reasons, which Haron and Molton did not meet.


    Upon hearing this, the smile on Kearson''s face froze, and a cold light shed in his eyes as he replied, "Are you really going to do this? Is it worth losing the Nine Dragon Cauldrons for the sake of two useless people?"


    Wilbur stated, "I have my principles. I will never indiscriminately kill innocent people. Kearson, your n is useless to me. Now, I''ll give you two choices: first, leave this ship immediately and return to Rostead to be a curator; second, let''s fight and let our strengths determine each other''s fate."


    "It seems you won''t be willing to admit defeat without a fight."


    Kearson signaled to his bodyguards, and the next moment, two bodyguards


    charged at Wilbur. Wilbur kicked them both, sending them flying. Then, he looked back at Kearson and said, "Now, it''s your turn."


    "Everyone, step back!"