He was just an Aura-level cultivator, not to mention that he ruined his body with hedonistic desires. Where would he find the courage to go up against Trevor?
The most important thing at that moment was to make sure his family was safe. No one knew if Trevor would kill off all of Stiles' family just because of his defeat.
Wilbur looked at Mason for a moment before saying, "Just wire the money to Christopher."
"Yes, sir," Mason replied fearfully.
Wilbur said calmly, "Don't worry. I'm not a despicable person like your father. I will not kill your family. You may go."
"Thank you, sir." Mason was not at all sad, but he was also relieved. He bowed and left.
As for the ten billion, he would contact Christopher separately.
Wilbur sighed and said, "You can go too. I'm about to leave as well."
"Sir, once the money arrives, I'll wire it to you," Christopher said.
Wilbur nodded and said, "Find those hostages and contact the people from South Market. Get them to take them back. Also, let Damon's son go.'
"Yes, sir."
Wilbur waved his hand to get Christopher to leave. Christoper bowed and left. The expression on his face when he left Wilbur's room was indescribable.
Wilbur had taken his phone out to book himself a flight ticket, but the closest flight was the following morning. He still had to wait.
Running through everything that had happened the last few days, he sighed and started meditating.
Truth be told, Wilbur felt that the Realm Demon was an existence from beyond this world. Since Stiles was too angry and unwilling to tell him about it, he could not be bothered to look into it.
It was not in line with his character to make things difficult for a person who was about to die, and neither was it to hold grudges.
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