The Jules family had never done any harm to anyone.
The elderly man was not the only one who held such beliefs. To commoners like them, their existence may not be particularly noticed in the bustling, prosperous city of Dilsburg. Even their voices could hardly be acknowledged.
But...
They were like fireflies.
The light of a firefly might be weak, but what about hundreds or thousands of them?
The day will come when these feeble glows will converge into a milky way bright enough to illuminate every corner of Dilsburg.
This was precisely what the wealthy families feared.
In the Fisher family residence, a few of the grand families and tycoons sat together, collectively admonishing the family head of the Fisher family. "Mr. Fisher, you've already transferred five hundred million dollars to Lone Shadow's account. Where's that person? Why hasn't Lone Shadow taken action yet?"
Hearing this, the head of the Fisher family was also quite helpless.