“What?” David Harris suddenly sat up. In Shenzhen-Hong Kong City, he immediately understood what had happened. He looked at Grace Turner, his eyes asking, “No way, right?”

Grace Turner nodded knowingly and said, “This plane has already been taken over by people arranged by the old master. This time, there’s no way you can escape. Moreover, the old master has frozen all your accounts, including your personal assets and all properties under your name. The old master also asked me to tell you, young master, that if you still refuse to follow the family rules, he will personally bring you back and deal with you according to family law, and may even strip you of your inheritance rights.”

David Harris’s brow twitched. He downed the red wine in his hand in one gulp. “It doesn’t matter. We’ve been making money actively all these years, and with such a good steward like you helping me manage things, our assets are more than enough now. Besides, they’ll keep appreciating in the future.”

David Harris had already prepared for this. Cultivating and researching medicine, treating illnesses—these are all things that consume a lot of money. Besides, Young Mr. Harris has long been used to this kind of life. He’s not as greedy as others; he only needs money so he doesn’t have to worry about these things, so he can freely cultivate and do what he likes. His personal assets are just enough for that, and this plane was bought with his own money.

This was mostly thanks to Grace Turner, who had been managing David Harris’s assets since her teens. Now, after more than a decade, she had increased his wealth by an unknown amount. Anyway, David Harris, who never bothered with management, didn’t know the details—he just knew it was enough for him.

Grace Turner shook her head slightly, saying helplessly, “The old master is really determined this time. He’s already frozen all our funds. Unless we can surpass the Rothschild family, maybe there’s a chance—otherwise…”

David Harris could only give a wry smile. In America before World War II, there was a classic saying describing the situation at the time: “The Democratic Party belongs to the Morgan family, and the Republican Party belongs to the Rockefeller family…” Actually, there should be another line after that: “And both the Rockefeller and Morgan families once belonged to the Rothschild family.”

Now it’s the twenty-first century, and the Rothschild family’s power hasn’t weakened—if anything, they’ve just become more low-key. The only ones more low-key than them are the The Harris Family, but while the Rothschilds are a financial dynasty, the The Harris Family is an arms family.

At this moment, David Harris’s hair was already cut short. He knocked his head a bit helplessly and glanced toward the cockpit. If Grandpa was really determined, there was no point in resisting the family—unless he could break through to the Qitian realm. Unfortunately, that was just a beautiful dream. People of the The Harris Family die after breaking through the ninth limit of the human level, so how could they reach the Qitian realm? Still, as the eldest son and grandson, he couldn’t resist for now, but he could at least struggle a bit…

Grace Turner immediately understood what David Harris was thinking. “Young master, this time the old master sent people who are all experts above the sixth limit. You’d better give up on that idea.”

After saying this, Grace Turner saw David Harris suddenly fall silent, his face showing neither joy nor sorrow, completely expressionless. But Grace Turner knew this was how the young master looked when making major decisions. The more he faced difficulties and challenges, the more he became like this. Normally, he acted carefree and casual about everything.

Grace Turner worried that the old master’s pressure might push the young master into doing something reckless. She still remembered what happened a few years ago. Grace Turner softly added, “The eldest miss called and said you should settle down. She said she needs your help and support—some things just can’t be avoided.”

Hearing that his sister said this, David Harris hesitated again. Back then, his sister had joined the army for his sake—a girl becoming a special forces soldier. At the time, David Harris hadn’t thought much about it. But now, things were different. His sister’s words had a big influence on him.

Grace Turner continued, “The eldest miss has thought of a compromise. She said you don’t have to join the army—you can become a police officer instead. As long as you serve for three years without breaking family rules, no one can say anything. After that, you can do whatever you want. She said she’s already arranged everything for you.”

“Heh…” David Harris gave a helpless smile. “Looks like I have no choice. But if I become a police officer, does that mean my money won’t be restricted?”

“As long as you go, the old master won’t restrict you much. But he still hopes you’ll keep a low profile. If you need anything, just contact me anytime—I’ll arrange everything for you.”

Seeing that David Harris was still a bit hesitant, Grace Turner said, “I heard the second young master hasn’t been doing well lately either. The old master wants to train him, but it’s hard for him to manage alone. If you go to Shenzhen-Hong Kong, not only will it ease everyone’s dissatisfaction, but you can also help the eldest miss and the second young master, so they won’t be bullied.”

“Haha…” David Harris laughed, pointing at Grace Turner. “You’ve been bought off too, haven’t you? Wherever my The Harris Family people go, we’re dragons. We bully others—who can bully us?”

Even though he said that, the hesitation in David Harris’s expression was gone. He casually took out a bottle of strong liquor, changed to a different glass, poured more than half a cup, and downed it in one gulp. The fiery liquor burned down his throat, instantly turning into a rush of heat, transforming into strength.