CHAPTER 779 NOT A PENNY TO GIVE

With a straightened expression, Douglas said aloud, "Yes, Commander of Wyverns!"

So did Abraham, who was relieved that Leo did not seem to have any intention of holding him

responsible.

Luckily, he didn't offend Leo too much, otherwise ......

Abraham no longer dared to think about it.

Leo narrowed his eyes and asked, "What does the Pompeii Imperial Family rely on to maintain a large

clan, since they do not care about earthly affairs?"

In his view, whether it was the Valenham royal family or the Pompeii imperial family, they were all

families made up of people.

As long as this is the case, one cannot avoid behaving like a human being, eating, drinking, playing

and having fun.

Money is even more fundamental to the establishment of the clan.

Douglas sighed and said, "They do not care about earthly affairs, but we need to pay tribute of half of

the year's profits to the Pompeii imperial family, and that is how they make a living."

"The Pompeii imperial clan's mission is to cultivate. As long as the martial art is strong, there is nothing

you can't get. We, the royal clan, are just vassals of their imperial clan, surrendering money in

exchange for their protection, and they will come out every once in a while to travel around the world."

After listening to Douglas’ introduction about the Pompeii imperial family, Leo dawned on him and

probably understood somewhat.

In fact, ever since Angus first mentioned the Pompeii Imperial Clan, he had always had the illusion that

it was as if they were a reclusive family that had left the world behind, not out in the world but still able

to influence the outside world.

Just as the bridge used by the Pompeii imperial family to connect with the royal family ---- the Maiden is

no match for the ordinary women.

The temperament is different.

The Pompeii imperial family, more like a transcendent ancient martial family, is dedicated to only the

martial arts.

This brought Leo's thoughts back to a few years ago, when he was leading his army all the way north,

when he suddenly encountered a white-robed old man who stopped the road and told Leo that this

road was impassable, and that he should take a detour if he wanted to move forward.

At that time, the vast majority of people proposed to simply run over them, they had 100,000 people in

the troop, who would they be afraid of?

But Leo chose to make an unprecedented detour, much to the bewilderment of many of his men. copyrighted © content.

The reason given by Leo at the time was that the old man was not an ordinary person and that ordinary

guns and cannons would most likely be ineffective against him.

After hearing Leo's words, all the men were shocked, the guns were ineffective?

Is there really such a person in the world?

At that time, Leo had not yet become a Commander of Wyverns, and his cultivation was not as good as

it is today. That old man guarding the mountain had put him under great pressure, and if he broke

through, the result would most likely be a total loss of his army.

Now that he recalled the incident again, Leo realised that he might have come across an ancient

martial arts family like the Pompeii Imperial Family at that moment.

Leo pondered for a long time, then suddenly said to Douglas, "Since this is the case, from now on, your

Cohen Clan will not need to make contribution to the Pompeii Imperial Clan, in addition, disconnect all

cooperation related to the Pompeii Imperial Clan. I will send you a list of new cooperation partners, you

just give the projects to them."

At that, Abraham's face changed slightly and he was about to say no, but Douglas gave him a fierce

glare and kicked him hard, signalling him to shut up.

He nodded with a smile, "Yes."

Leo had submitted, but Leo's eyes remained indifferent as he held out three fingers.

"Three days, I'll give you three days to finish, any problem?"

"No problem."

Douglas said respectfully, "The day after tomorrow is when the Pompeii Imperial Family will come to

collect the annual fee, so before then, make sure that things are done."

Leo nodded and then left the Cohen's.

After Leo left, Douglas and Abraham immediately stood up.

Abraham's face changed wildly, with a look of horror and even some reproach as he looked towards

Douglas.

"Master, do you know what you were saying? You'll get the whole Cohen Clan killed!"

"If we don't give the Cohen imperial family money, they'll be furious!"

However, in contrast, Douglas continued to look as normal and even had a somewhat indifferent

expression as he asked rhetorically, "So what?"

"......"

Abraham was stunned and looked at Douglas incredulously.

His mouth opened, but not a word could come out.

It was clear that he had seen the family head's determination.

Outside, thunder still rolled in the sky and the wind roared. Douglas’ eyes stared deadly at the visions

outside, and after a long silence, he suddenly sighed quietly.

"Abraham, what do you think of our Cohen family will be in the future?"

"The future?"

Abraham froze for a moment, glancing at the dark sky, the corners of his mouth bitter: "There is a

imperial family up there, my Cohen Clan will never have a day to come out."

"Yes, there are imperial families up there, not only my Cohen Clan, but the other seven royal families,

they are facing the same situation as us. They don't have a person who can lead, but our Cohen Clan

does."

"Does the Pompeii imperial family have to be superior to others? They can concentrate on cultivating

the martial arts to conquer and enslave other family powers?"

A series of rhetorical questions left Abraham speechless.

Perhaps in the eyes of some commoners in Valenham, they, the Valenham royal families are the gods

of Valenham.

But only they know that there are people beyond them.

Douglas paused and asked, "Abraham, now it's time to take sides, who do you think is more powerful,

the Commander of Wyverns in Pompeii or the Pompeii Imperial Family?"

"The imperial family for sure!"

Abraham said without thinking, "Not to mention the fact that there are so many experts inside the

imperial family, it is protected by the War Department, and there is nothing the Commander of Wyverns

can do about it."

When he said that, he suddenly felt that the Commander of Wyverns was nothing great.

Unexpectedly, Douglas sneered, "Do you really think that a small temple dispute can restrict the

Commander of Wyverns? Let me ask you, of the four major realm guards of the War Department,

southeast and northwest, the North Realm is the most important, can the other three major guards in

the east, west and south pose a threat to the Commander of Wyverns of the North?"

Abraham was dumbfounded by the question. It was true that the Commander of Wyverns of the

Northernland had disappeared from the Northernland, but the Northernland was still as solid as gold,

and no one in the Eastern, Western or Southern Realms dared to do anything to it.

"How many people do you think would be willing to follow if Mr. Cohen were to call on the world in the

name of the Commander of Wyverns?"

"Does the Pompeii Imperial Family really have a chance of winning?"

Douglas’ gaze is deep and his tone is hushed.

Abraham has been shocked beyond belief, and the future of Leo's has become unknown.

At that moment, a car stopped in front of Cohen's door and a woman in black leather holding a black

umbrella placed a note on the Cohen's table before he left.

Opening the note, Douglas and Abraham's faces changed dramatically in unison.

Only the names of several families and companies are written on it.

Without exception, all are powerful families from outside the province.

These families are gentry in their cities, but in Valenham, they may not even be considered second-rate

powers.

But they had one thing in common - they were subservient families of Leo.

The aim of Leo is obvious: all rivers and streams will return to the sea.

What is the sea?

It's Valenham.

"The sky is about to change in Valenham."

If the Cohen royal family poured the resources of the entire clan to support these families, not to say

reach the level of a royal family, a family at the level of a quasi-royal would still be possible.

The rainstorm continued all day and night before the rain cleared.

During this time, Leo became silent and rarely smiled.

Not to mention Lydia, even Emilia felt that her father had changed.

"Daddy, what's wrong with you? Are you unhappy?"

Emilia asked as she came to Leo's side with the doll in her arms.

Leo exuded a sombre aura all over his body and was so preoccupied that he made Emilia unhappy

along with him.

Leo smiled and said comfortingly, "I am fine."

"What's wrong with you?"

Finally, Lydia sulked and took the initiative to come forward and ask.

Since the disagreement over the dowry, Lydia has also gradually discovered one thing, that is, their

views on relationships seem to be a bit at odds.

Lydia thought that the couple should share property and there was nothing wrong with giving him the L

Group.

But Leo felt he could not afford it, as if he had returned to Lydia just to make it up to her.

Lydia is uncomfortable about it.

But she couldn't show it, so she had to suppress her discontent and pretend that nothing was wrong.

She could see that Leo had something on his mind, and that it had nothing to do with herself.

"I'm fine."

Leo smiled faintly and then went to work.

"Leo."

Lydia called out to him, and Leo looked back over.

Lydia bit her lip and said, "Whatever it is, you can say it and I will listen."

Leo froze slightly, then smiled a little more.

"Okay."

After a slight nod, he left.

Just after going out, he received calls from Ronnie, Lennox and Millie, the forces on the Pearl had

arrived in Valenham.

The Cohen family has already started to make its move, distributing all the resources, all equally, to

them.

Some families developed rapidly and instantly became the newest nobility in Valenham.

At the same time, a stretch car pulled up in front of the Cohen’s.

The driver escorted a servant-like man striding into the Cohen’s.

"Where is your family head? I am here to collect this year's salary money, which is 200 billion in total."

The man said aloud, not giving Leo a second thought.

Not long after, Douglas walked out with Abraham and looked at the servant and smiled, "Two hundred

billion? That seems to be fifty billion more than last year."

The servant sneered, "Nonsense, you have the blessing of the imperial family, what is your complaint

about? Let alone fifty billion, even if it is doubled again, you will still have to give it!"

"Without our Pompeii imperial family, your Cohen Clan is nothing, it will soon be replaced and annexed,

I guess."

The servant's mockery intensified.

A gloomy look flashed across Douglas’ eyes, but with a faint smile, he said, "Sorry then, we won't pay a

single cent."