Davis and the two returned to the house. After treating Barru's injuries, Barru left.

"Sir, Kartoth is a bully in our southern city district. As he had the support of the four great families, he has been bullying us poor people all these years.

"You killed Kartoth this time. I reckon that the four great families will get the news soon and will be ready to attack you.

"If it's possible, sir, you'd better hurry up and prepare to leave."

At this moment, Wharton acted very extravagantly as he lit the firewood in the room. He said to Wharton very seriously, "The four great families are very powerful."

The corners of Davis' mouth curled up into a slight smile.

"They're more than powerful, sir."

Wharton sighed helplessly as he explained to Davis.

"Although on the surface, Pompeii City has its own city lord, and the city lord should be the one to manage our city, but the city lord's full strength has long been overthrown by the four great clans.

"If the castellan doesn't stop the four great clans, then he will be immediately killed by the four great clans.

"Up until now, there has been a total of five castellans who have died like this."

At this point, Wharton's eyes revealed a strong sense of dread.

"These four great clans are the Wildrose clan, Rose clan, Peony clan, and Sunflower clan.

"It's rumored that their clans sacrificed their souls to the demons, hence they were able to obtain some power from the demons.

"Their foundations are even more profound. It can be said that almost everything in Pompeii City has something to do with the four great clans.

"Take the local ruffians and hooligans who collect our protection fees as an example. In fact, even they have to pay a considerable amount of tax every month to provide for the people of the four great clans.

"Otherwise, it would be impossible for them to do whatever they want in Pompeii."

After Wharton said that, Davis seemed to have some understanding of the four families.

Even so, what did it matter?

Even Lucifer, who was one of the twelve demon gods in the demon world, could not do anything to him in a short period of time. How could Davis care about a few clowns who sacrificed their souls to the demons in exchange for power?

"I understand what you said, but what will you do if I leave?"

Davis asked with great interest.

Wharton was stunned for a moment before a bitter expression appeared on his face.

"All these years, I have been working hard so that I can leave Pompeii with Emily.

"But ever since those local hooligans came, they have been sucking the blood of us, commoners, like vampires.

"As you can see, every month, they charge us five silver coins for protection. In fact, it's much more than that. As long as they don't have any money on hand, they will change the law and ask us for money.

"If we don't give them money, they will at least suffer from physical pain, and at worst, they will rob us directly, or even set our house on fire.

"All these years, I've worked so hard, but in the end, I didn't end up saving any money at all."

Wharton sighed helplessly.

"Let's not even talk about living outside Pompeii. If it weren't for you helping me recover from my injuries, I'm afraid I wouldn't even know how to survive next month."

Davis nodded and took out a large bag of gold coins from his bosom.

The bag of gold coins was heavy and fell on the table, causing the table to tremble slightly.

In an instant, Emily and Wharton were stunned.

A whole bag of gold coins!

This was wealth that they had never seen before in their lives!

According to the exchange rate in Pompeii City, a gold coin was equivalent to 100 silver coins, which was equivalent to 10,000 copper coins.

Just three copper coins could buy a loaf of black bread, and a gold coin could buy a good house in the middle class of Pompeii city.

A bag full of gold coins was already an astronomical figure for the two of them.

"Are these gold coins enough for you?"

Davis said faintly.

These gold coins were just a drop in the bucket for Davis. In his system's inventory, there were also huge amounts of gold coins that were plundered from the hands of demons.

Wharton quickly controlled the desire in his heart and took a deep breath before saying firmly, "Sir, I can't accept it."

Davis shook his head.

"I don't intend to give you alms, but I want to make a trade with you."

Hearing Davis' words, Wharton's breathing became heavier.

Trade?

Was this not what the demons loved to do the most...?

"Offer me your souls and become my slaves."

Davis' lips curved slightly as he spoke to the two of them.

He was looking forward to how the two of them would react when they found out about his identity as a demon.

...

At the same time, at the highest point of the Southern District of Pompeii City, in a luxurious residence, in a study room, a middle-aged man was sitting on a leather sofa, flipping through a book.

On his right was a warm bonfire, and not far behind him was a bookshelf.

The middle-aged man was extremely peculiar. His entire eyes were completely black.

A faint evil aura was emitted from him.

If Davis was here, he would be able to clearly sense that this was the aura of the power of chaos.

However, this pair of eyes did not seem to fuse well with the middle-aged man.

Many fine cracks appeared on the middle-aged man's eye sockets.

The middle-aged man was called Argus, and he was the current person in charge of the Wildrose clan.

After sacrificing his soul to the devil, he possessed this pair of demon eyes that could see through everything.

No one could hide their strength in front of him. As long as Argus wanted to, he could easily see through everything.

He could even use his demon eyes to shoot out lasers and instantly kill the person in front of him.

However, this was Argus' trump card. It was extremely exhausting for him and he would not easily use it.

After using such convenient demon eyes, Argus quickly led the Wildrose clan to gain a foothold in Pompeii city, standing side by side with the other three great clans.

At this moment, there was a knock on the study's door.

"Come in."

An attendant appeared at the door and spoke to Argus respectfully,"Sir, there's a situation in Southern District."

"Speak."

"Kartoth was found dead in the bar."

Hearing what the attendant said, Argus could not help but raise his eyebrows.

"Isn't he just a small thug? If he's dead, so be it. Just find a replacement."

"But..."

"According to the testimony of the people in the bar, they had no idea at all. Kartoth instantly turned into a bloody mist.

"They don't have any recollection of Kartoth's death. I'm afraid that the person who killed Kartoth is not that simple."

The attendant hurriedly said.

Argus slowly closed the book and said, "Demon power? People from other families..."