Leon Morris's eyelids flicked upward, and he spoke indifferently, "No need. Since they are not willing to give in, then fight until they submit. This is the rule of a Martial Way family."
"Dad..."
"You have objections?"
Leon Morris suddenly opened his eyes, and in his turbid eyes, a cold and piercing light shone forth.
Hazel Simmons was so frightened that she trembled, quickly shaking her head.
"If you can't live up to being a first-rate family, then step down and let others lead. Otherwise, you will end up harming both yourself and others."
Leon Morris said meaningfully, then turned to Vince Brent, "Vince Brent, go help them.
After all, they are our kin, don't be too harsh. However, if they continue to be stubborn, we may have to take some severe measures."
"Master, I understand."
"Hmm."
Leon Morris, with the support of a caretaker, slowly got up, moved his limbs a bit, and sighed, "Ah, I've gotten old..."
...
The sky gradually darkened.
