Chapter 827

Peter and his family had arrived.

His loud roar made everyone jump in fright.

Joshua looked at Peter with confusion. “What’s wrong?”

Peter strode forward and took Frederick’s tablet down from the altar.

“Who said you could put Frederick’s tablet on our altar?”

Joshua countered, “Frederick is a Walters. Of course, his place is on that altar with all the other Walters.”

“Those on the altar earned their place there by making great contributions to the family,” Peter stated in a matter-of-fact manner.

“What has Frederick done for the Walters family?”

Sage rose to her brother’s defense. “My brother is a martyr. He has brought honor and glory to the family. How can you say he hasn’t contributed?”

“Haha! Honor and glory are insubstantial. What we acknowledge as contributions come in the form of cold, hard cash,” Peter sneered.

With that, he placed Frederick’s tablet on the table meant for servants.

What!

Sage and her parents’ eyes burned with rage.

Frederick was a legitimate and direct descendant of the Walters family.

Whereas Peter and his family were merely lineal descendants.

A lineal descendant disregarding the direct descendant by placing his tablet on the servant’s altar was simply going too far!

Joshua grew infuriated. “Peter Walters, you’re stepping out of line!”

Peter scoffed derisively. “These are the rules set by our ancestors. Aren’t you accusing our ancestors of being unreasonable by saying I’m stepping out of line?”

“If you really want Frederick to be placed on the ancestral altar, I can allow it, but on one condition.”

“Name it,” Joshua spat angrily.

Peter gleefully said, “Put in a good word to Mr. Murphy on our behalf and get him to approve our application documents. I’ll consider this as your contribution to the Walters family, so of course, Frederick’s tablet would be worthy of a place on the altar.”

Sage let out a humorless laugh. “Isn’t your son-in-law, Joseph Zelly, oh-so-awesome? Go ask him for help.”

Joseph’s face turned red with embarrassment.

What the f***? Why bring me into this all of a sudden?

“Enough nonsense!” Peter snapped.

“Either help the Walters family or let Frederick’s tablet remain on the servant’s altar. Your choice.”

Sage and her family looked towards Zeke with troubled expressions.

Only Zeke had the power to persuade Mr. Murphy.

Zeke spoke in an impassive tone, “Hah! You Walters sure have some balls of steel, placing a general’s tablet on the servant’s altar. Your ancestors don’t deserve to be graced by a general’s presence.”

Pfft!

Haha!

Peter and his family erupted into laughter.

This guy must be nuts. Frederick was, at most, a martyr who barely had any power.

But he said he was a general? What a joke.

Even Sage and her family wore incredulous looks on their faces. What is Zeke going on about this time?

Wolf’s Greed suddenly got down from the car and announced, “Zeke, they’re here.”

Everyone was baffled. Who’s here?

In the next second, sounds of roaring engines came from a distance, approaching them swiftly.

Military trucks gradually came into view, one after another.

When the vehicles finally came to a halt, it could be seen that their numbers totaled up to almost a hundred. They occupied the entire street, barely leaving any space in between.

Heavily armed soldiers jumped out of the vehicles, unit after unit, completely surrounding the ancestral shrine.

Two soldiers stood before the entrance to the shrine with the flags rustling proudly in the wind.

The sight of it was grand and majestic.

A lieutenant marched up to Wolf’s Greed and gave a standard military salute. “General, the team has been assembled. Awaiting further orders!”

Wolf’s Greed spoke with authority, “At ease!”

Swish!

All the soldiers’ movements were neat and uniform, seemingly completely effortless.

Everyone present was struck dumb.

What’s the meaning of this?

Someone explain what’s going on!

Why are there so many soldiers gathered at the Walters’ family ancestral shrine?

Did that soldier just address that muscular guy as ‘general’?

Isn’t... Isn’t he just Zeke Williams’ chauffeur? How did he turn out to be a general?

If the general had personally chauffeured Zeke Williams, doesn’t that mean...