Vulture fell silent. This matter was related to his reputation. Once it spread, he would undoubtedly be called out and face severe consequences.

"This chest wound was caused by your scimitar, is it not?" Vulture asked.

"Yes, it is," Adrian calmly responded. He pulled out the Purple Scimitar and continued, "This used to be Igor's. He just gifted it to me."

Vulture's face darkened as regret overwhelmed him. All of these people were from Moonlit. He was aware of the internal strife among the members, so as an outsider, he had no right to interfere.

"I…"

"Please leave immediately," Adrian commanded coldly, "This is Medicis Manor's affair, and you people have no right to interfere. If anyone tries to stick their nose in this matter again, there will be consequences."

Vulture felt a shiver down his spine. He went back to Wince, and stood behind him dejectedly. However, Wince faced Adrian's gaze head on. He did not feel embarrassed at all.

Instead, he smiled and said, "Please don't get