Old Master Stanford trembled with anger as he pointed at Herod. "You… You're someone of considerable status yourself, Herod Houllier. Aren't you afraid you'll become a laughing stock, trying to use a weak lady as blackmail? Let her go now."

He had his daughter at a pretty old age, and he loved her to no end. How could he hold back his anger when he saw Herod threatening Selina with a dagger?

Old Master Stanford called out to Selina as he spoke, "Don't you worry, Selina! I'm here!"

Selina was a lot stronger than one would expect. Her frail face was not the slightest bit nervous. Instead, she was impossibly calm.

She said to Old Master Stanford, "Don't you worry about me, Father. Besides, I haven't got much longer left to live with this illness of mine. Let them kill me if they want. There's no way we're handing over anything of the Stanfords to these imbeciles."

Sigh…

Old Master Stanford was ridden with anxiety when he heard her.

The other members of the Stanfords squirmed about