Steward Horne said, "He''s a cultivator from the lower dimensions. I''ve only met him once. However, if Lord Divan is willing to give him a chance, I hope you might consider bringing him into the Reyne family."


    "Is that so? Steward Horne, I remember you never spoke on behalf of others before. Today, for an ordinary young man, you actually dare to do something like this to pull him into the Reyne family?"


    Hearing this, Steward Horne knelt on one knee and cupped his hands. "Lord Divan, I''m sorry for acting out of line, but please give him a chance."


    "Alright, I''ll give him a chance."


    Divan looked at Wilbur, who was still meditating with his eyes closed, and frowned. "Hey, kid, I''m talking to you. We''ve been here chatting for a while, you must have heard us, right? Since you heard, why don''t youe over and kneel in greeting?"


    "That''s enough."


    Wilbur suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Reyne Divan. "Lord Divan, I am actually very grateful for Steward Horne''s help. But I have never been a ve, and I don''t want to be anyone''s ve. So, please, Lord Divan, find someone else."


    "What? Are you refusing me?" Divan''s eyes shed coldly. Steward Horne quickly said, "Lord Divan, please calm down. Wilbur, what are you doing? Hurry up ande over!"


    "No, Steward Horne, you don''t need to persuade him. This is no longer about you and him. It is now between me and him. I don''t want him to kneel to me out of respect for you. I want to ask him myself."


    Reyne Divan looked at Wilbur and said coldly, "Kid, I know you are arrogant, but you should know that this is Buck Town. Without the identity of a member of the Eight Great Families, you will soon be killed. Now, I will give you onest chance. If you crawl over and apologize, I can give you the opportunity to be a ve of the Reyne family. Your n has sessfully intrigued me, kid. You''ve seeded."


    "I''m sorry, but I''m not interested."


    This time, Wilbur did not even open his eyes and directly refused Divan. Steward Horne said in shock, "Lord Divan, please don''t be angry. He..."


    "No need to say more. Hmph, I won''t bother with an arrogant person, because every arrogant person will eventually pay for their arrogance. Let''s go, Steward Horne,e with me."


    "Yes, Lord Divan."


    Steward Horne followed Divan, looking back at Wilbur onest time before leaving the cell, his eyes full of regret. He had seen many arrogant cultivators like Wilbur before, and none of them ended well. Someone too arrogant would inevitably pay a price, especially in Buck Town, known for its ughter. Horne sighed and shook his head as he followed Divan.


    This time, the Eight Great Families sent twenty people, and a thousand ves were quickly chosen. Among the remaining twenty-nine thousand, many had knelt and begged but still were not selected. After the Eight Great Families left with their chosen ves, the guards opened each cell door. Wilbur, like everyone else, walked out and mingled with the crowd to leave the prison. The air inside the prison was hot, but outside, Buck Town was a frozen city covered in snow.


    A biting cold wind swept through, making many people shiver. They all rushed towards the city gate. The prison was located to the left of Buck Town''s east gate, so after exiting, many headed toward the city.