Henry hissed, "But the spoils from the Driscolls' fall should have belonged to the Fischer family, not be taken by someone else! Lucian, you should be explaining yourself to the family elders!"

Lucian remained calm. "Don’t worry. I’ve already offered my self-criticism and even requested to step down as acting head of the family. But that’s just for formality. You know as well as I do, the Fischer family needs me. Besides me, who else could take the patriarch’s seat? No one is qualified!"

His steady expression shifted into one of ruthless arrogance, the air of a man who knew he was untouchable. When it came to cruelty and calculation, he was even more frightening than Henry.

That was why, when the two brothers vied for dominance, Lucian ended up controlling the family’s core, while Henry was forced to manage external affairs.

Henry demanded, "So what now, Lucian? Are you just going to stand by and watch Andrew rise in Gabo Creek?"

Lucian’s tone was flat. "Every man shows his hand differently. Watching him rise unchecked isn’t possible. But ignoring him as a rival would be naive. Right now, no one in the Fischer family can guarantee they could kill him outright. If brute force doesn’t work, then the only option is slow cooking. And slow cooking takes patience and time."

Henry sneered. "I’m not interested in your fancy political theories. Fine… Congratulations to us brothers, failing both inside and out. We’ve achieved nothing."

Lucian let out a grim laugh. "Yes, congratulations. Two brothers, two fools, making mistake after mistake." Then, his face darkened. "But one last matter remains, the most important of all. The saintess of the Greene family has resurfaced. The trouble is, she has fallen into the hands of the Crimson Flame Cult.

"One of their devotees has already taken her hostage and is fleeing to Goldridge. It looks like he’s waiting for pickup there, ready to leave the continent. It’s time for you to make a move and make up for your failures in Goldridge!"

Henry was stunned, "The Greene family’s saintess has actually appeared?"

Lucian’s voice sank, "Yes. And damn it, she was right here in Blumedale, under my nose, and I knew nothing. Not until she was taken and hidden powers began moving did I realize what had happened."

Henry sneered bitterly. "Wonderful. They call us the power duo. But in reality, we’re both blind. Not much to be proud of."

Lucian only grinned, but it was a vicious grin. "Henry, it’s time to show everyone whether the Fischer brothers are blind and useless, or something else entirely. In Goldridge, make your move.

"Spill blood if you have to. As long as you seize the Greene family’s saintess, the years of careful groundwork we’ve built in the Southern Martial Union will be nothing in comparison. She is everything. With her, the Fischer family gains everything."

Greed and ambition flashed in Henry’s eyes. "I’ll go all out to capture her, even if it costs me my life."

The two brothers could mock themselves all they wanted. This was their way of amusing themselves!

However, if outsiders truly believed the Fischer family brothers were useless, they would be signing their own death warrant.

Their words sounded like banter, but Henry was deadly serious. When he moved, he would risk it all.

What he did not know, however, was that Andrew was already nearing Goldridge.

Moreover, Andrew was not the kind of man to indulge him. His desperate efforts would be completely useless against Andrew.

Andrew would simply slap him across the face. Whether Lucian and Henry were truly a beast depended on who they encountered!