Although Conrad Gu was currently at odds with his own father, he still trusted his father's judgment.
So, he was now eighty to ninety percent convinced that this contract was genuine.
Seeing Conrad Gu remain silent, Elder Shea handed the contract to him, pointing at Jason Chen's and Shawn Xiao's signatures. "Carefully sense the handwriting of these two names, and you'll know I'm not lying!"
Earlier, because he'd been shocked by the contract's contents, Conrad Gu hadn't carefully looked at Jason Chen's and Shawn Xiao's signatures.
Prompted by his father's reminder, his gaze first fell on Jason Chen's handwriting.
The strokes were bold and powerful, the writing pierced straight through the paper. More impressively, the three characters contained an overwhelming sense of authority, making it hard for him to breathe.
Taking a deep breath, he shifted his gaze to the three characters of "Shawn Xiao."
Each stroke was like a domineering divine blade, yet within it was a vast sword intent that made people instinctively wary. Just a glance was enough for him to quickly look away—the pressure from those three characters was simply too much.
"You believe it now, don't you?"
Elder Shea said smugly.
Both saber intent and sword intent coexisted in those characters—only the Twin Blades Saint, Shawn Xiao, could have written them.
"I believe it!" Conrad Gu hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.
"So, are you still going to oppose Little Huang and Huayu's wedding?" Elder Shea pressed his advantage.
"You make the decisions, Dad!" Conrad Gu gritted his teeth, his expression full of frustration. He then flicked his sleeve angrily and stormed off—he couldn't stay here any longer.
"Hahaha!"
Seeing this, Elder Shea burst out laughing, then turned to Ian Song and said, "Little Huang, we'll schedule your wedding with Huayu for the day after you officially become Sect Master. How does that sound?"
"As long as Huayu doesn't mind, I have no objections!"
Elder Shea nodded in satisfaction. "Alright, Claire, as her mother, it's up to you to talk to Huayu about this!"
"Of course, Father-in-law," Claire Lin replied with a smile.
Several days passed in a flash.
Thanks to the efforts of the Pristine Way Sect's Supreme Elders, one of the three provinces ceded by the Sea Emperor Tri-Sect Alliance has already completed its handover. Every city in that province now flies the Pristine Way banner.
If all goes smoothly, the other two provinces will finish their handover within half a month—right in time for Ian Song to officially become Sect Master of Pristine Way.
After being attacked at their mountain gate, suffering heavy casualties among their disciples, and finally having to cede a province to Pristine Way,
Sea Emperor Sect Master Aaron Ao felt unbearably humiliated.
But with Pristine Way suddenly gaining three Martial Saints, no matter how bitter he felt, he could only endure it.
"Sect Master Ao, are you really willing to accept this? Are you just going to stand by and watch Pristine Way keep growing stronger?"
A sudden voice rang out in the great hall.
Aaron Ao's face changed dramatically, his eyes flashing with sharpness as he quickly scanned the hall, but found nothing.
He searched for a while longer but still found nothing. Nervous, he called out, "Who are you? Hiding in the shadows—what kind of hero is that?"
Without warning, a figure appeared a mere three meters in front of him.