Molton extended a trembling index finger and pointed at Haron, saying, "I'm not crazy, Haron. I've been waiting for you to say that. Didn't you say there are tens of thousands of artifacts on that sunken ship? Now, our opportunity has come." "What?" "Molton, you're eyeing those artifacts on the sunken ship? It's difficult to salvage them, and if tens of thousands of artifacts suddenly appear in Rostead's collectibles market, we won't be able to hide them from others. If Kearson finds out, we're both dead." "Kearson again! All you see is Kearson!" Molton grabbed Haron's shirt and glared, "You spineless fool, you'll spend the rest of your life keeping the secret of the treasure for Kearson. Although you found the treasure, it won't belong to you!" After cursing, Molton pushed Haron away. Haron gritted his teeth and punched Molton in the face, knocking him to the ground. Haron said, "Molton, I've always treated you as my best friend. You should know the consequences if the treas

After he was done speaking, Hart handed the umbrella to one of the suited men and waved, saying, "Let's go." As Hart turned to leave, the twenty or so suited men rushed forward, assaulting Molton with punches and kicks, knocking him to the ground. As the crowd dispersed, Molton was left lying in a sorry state in a puddle on the ground, covered in footprints. The intense pain in his abdomen and the aches all over his body repeatedly reminded Molton of what had happened. The pouring rain washed away everything, but it could not wash away the shame and anger in Molton's heart. Before long, Haron appeared at the alley entrance. He did not have an umbrella, and his whole body was soaked as he came to Molton's side, reaching out to pull Molton up from the ground. In the rain, Molton turned over and knelt on the ground, panting heavily, and said, "Did you see what just happened?" Haron did not speak and just nodded. Molton suddenly felt like he had not done anything wrong to dese

After making the decision, Wilbur unleashed all of his dragon aura, only leaving one percent of the dragon aura inside his body. After one cycle of it circulating inside his body, he started to inject it into his bones. Even though only one percent of the dragon aura was left, as soon as it entered the ribs, Wilbur could not bear the physical stress and spat out a mouthful of blood. The dragon aura was too overpowering, causing great damage to his bones. Fortunately, it was only one percent of his dragon aura, so Wilbur was barely able to endure it. After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Wilbur continued to control the dragon aura and infused it into his bones. After a whole day, Wilbur finally infused one percent of the dragon aura into all the bones in his body, letting it circulate in his bones. However, the dragon aura was too overpowering, and his bones were severely injured. Therefore, within the first seven days, Wilbur's body became increasingly fragile. At

Suddenly, Wilbur's brows relaxed, 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 sunglasses and replied, "Actually, when you made contact with the members of the Black Panthers, I already had information about you. I'm sorry, but I'm also a subordinate of the late Fremont. How about it? Even now, you still refuse to believe it?" "You!" Wilbur glared 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 become a subordinate of Freemont, nor will you

Wilbur flipped twice in mid-air, and when he looked again, Kearson had already flown out of the space where the cargo ship was located. The next moment, Kearson's eyes turned red as he charged again, and Wilbur met him head-on. As they clashed again, a burst of white light surged, and the powerful spiritual energy directly stirred the seawater below, soaring into the sky. Splash! After the seawater fell, a wound appeared on Kearson's handsome left cheek, with blood streaming down. Kearson extended his trembling left hand, touching his left cheek. He was surprised as he stared at Wilbur, saying, "You dare do this to me? Unforgivable." In an instant, Wilbur felt the surge of spiritual energy within Kearson's body rapidly rising, and the seawater below continued to shake. Then, it soared into the sky, surrounding Kearson with water. The next moment, the seawater dissipated, and Kearson, radiating with white light all over his body, shouted angrily. The upper half of his clothes turn