Chapter: 840

"This is our territory! We decide your fate!" Jacob declared haughtily.

"I don’t want to fight, but I’ll have no choice if you continue to provoke me," Dustin warned.

"You sure are a stubborn one. Let’s see how strong you are!" Jacob drew his blade and swung it toward Dustin.

"Stop!"

Out of the blue, a solemn voice boomed. Slowly, a white-haired elderly man strode in with the aid of a walking cane.

"Father?"

"Grandfather?"

Everyone was visibly taken aback to see the old man, who had stepped back from the limelight eight years ago and no longer concerned himself with family affairs. They were puzzled as to why he was there.

"What are you doing here, Father?" Trent welcomed his father hurriedly.

Jacob stopped mid-attack and stood to the side respectfully as well.

"You guys would have destroyed this place if I hadn’t come!" Andrew humphed.

"Father, we still have some things to take care of. Why don’t you go back to your room and rest if you’re feeling unwell?"

Trent reached out to help but Andrew swatted his son’s hand away.

"Are you trying to say that an old coot like me has no right to interfere with family affairs anymore?"

"Of course not, Father. You will always be the head of the family." Trent smiled sheepishly.

"Fine. Since you said that, I’ll give you my opinion." Andrew surveyed the room.

"Dustin has saved my life, as well as helped our family multiple times. We are in his debt, so anyone who tries to take him today will be going against me!"

"What?"

The group shared dismayed glances. They never expected Andrew to stand up for Dustin during this crucial time.

"Father, this bastard killed one of the Grants’ daughters! He will only drag us deeper into this mess!" Trent rebutted.

"Trent is right! We’re doing this for the greater good of the family!" Jacob seconded.

"You bunch say such lofty things when you’re just cowards!" Andrew struck the floor with his cane forcefully.