He explicitly commanded that the Ge Clan must completely pull out of the alliance with the Cao Clan!"
"He said if we take a single step into Crimson Iron City or interfere with the market war, he will personally come here and turn our estate into a mountain of corpses!"
Hearing this, Patriarch Ge let out a long, shuddering breath, slouching back into his reinforced throne.
For the first time in his life, he felt a profound, overwhelming sense of gratitude for his son's cowardly, lustful nature.
If this arrogant brat had chosen to play the unyielding hero or throw a tantrum at death's door, the Ge Clan would already be history.
"You did the right thing by running," the patriarch muttered, his voice trembling as he massaged his temples.
"Annulling the marriage arrangement is infinitely better than getting our entire bloodline massacred over a commercial dispute."
