The sickly little one was adopted by a wealthy foreigner and became a favorite.

It is a black rabbit.

With firm steps, Ulva, under Winston's protection, walked step by step to the very center of everyone's attention.

He stared at the counterfeit goods.

But now, he can't back down from being a counterfeiter. If he were to admit to being a fake in front of everyone, these Winston family members would tear him to pieces.

So he could only force himself to continue, revealing his power ring to the crowd and saying:

He's selling counterfeit goods! Arrest him!

The crow remained completely calm in the face of the accusation.

He didn't send Winston; instead, he went to the counterfeit himself, his eyes filled with disdain, and said coldly:

"madness."

"Do you really think that just because you have the authority, no one will dare to question you?"

"Do you really think that the ring is the only symbol of the Winston family head?"

"If you truly understood the rise and fall of the Winston family, and the changes of dynasties throughout history, you wouldn't have said that."

"The power ring is merely a symbol that can command subordinates. It is the head of the family who gives the power ring its meaning, not the power ring that represents everything."

"In your hands, the power ring is nothing but a useless ring."

Wu Tu said to the fake, "Once the DNA is tested, you'll have nothing to say, so give up. At least I won't treat you like Yue did, abandoning you as a pawn."

"Besides, aren't you tired of pretending to be me? Don't you want to talk?"

Seeing Wu Tu standing before everyone, fully recovered, and loudly exposing his appearance, the other party's eyes flashed with resentment, but he still wouldn't let go:

"I am the real Crow, you are the imposter!"

The black crow laughed in anger.

"Fine, then what proof do you have that you're genuine?"

"Do you dare to compete with me in figure skating? Can you tell me the code to the family key? Do you have the Queen's crest?"

"Do you dare say you're Winston's son?"

Counterfeit goods are losing ground, while counterfeiters are closing in step by step.

Even the counterfeit version of the Black Tortoise exudes the same oppressive aura as Winston.

Terrified, the counterfeiter went berserk, pulled out a knife, and tried to pounce on the black rabbit.

"Kill you, and I will become the Black Crow!"

But the real product moved faster than the counterfeit.

A gunshot rang out, and the miniature Browning in Wu Tu's hand was still emitting faint dust.

The little guy, however, showed no signs of trembling or panic. He knew he had to do it himself to shut everyone up today.

The Winston family's pursuit of the ultimate genes is not about bloodlines, but about power and absolute dominance.

Therefore, for such families, right and wrong are not so important; what matters is being powerful and valuable.

Only a true king can tame the beasts present and become the master of a pack of monsters.

Wu Tu didn't even glance at the corpse on the ground. Mo Lin, who was standing next to him, naturally took the ring off the fake's hand and then dragged the person away to feed the dogs.

Afterwards, Maureen wiped the ring clean and was about to hand it to Wutu when Winston walked over and said in a deep voice:

"That one that's been worn is dirty, throw it away."

"When Dad goes back to the old house, he'll ask those people to make you a brand new one."

Wu Tu nodded, and the controversy was thus put to rest.

A counterfeit product didn't cause any trouble for the Winston family at all.

The third floor will need to be renovated again.

Winston wanted the servants to clean the entire manor, inside and out.

But Wu Tu had already run upstairs, like a little dog running around excitedly after arriving home.

Even though Wu Tu hadn't been home for a long time, his room was cleaned by the housekeeper every day, and no one touched his things.

However, the little guy opened Winston's room first. He kicked off his shoes, jumped onto the bed, rolled around, and had his fill of fun before getting down and acting like a reliable adult to handle the aftermath.

Richard said to him, "You must be tired. Go back to your room and rest. We'll take care of things here."

Wu Tu shook his head, then went over and hugged his father's waist from behind. He followed his father wherever he went.

The little guy would stick things to this and that, and only when he was satisfied did he return to Winston's room and fall asleep.

When he woke up and stared blankly at the ceiling, he vaguely thought he was still being held captive by the moon.

He sat up in a panic, his heart pounding, as if a sense of urgency and oppression still lingered in his mind.

Just then, the housekeeper pushed open the door and came in to deliver milk to Wutu.

Looking at the little fellow's terrified face, he calmly handed Wu Tu a glass of milk and said gently:

"Did you have a nightmare?"

Wu Tu nodded, and the steward then said to him:

"Sometimes, the best way to deal with psychological trauma is to overcome it yourself."

"Young Master, you are stronger than anyone else, you can do it."

The butler winked at him, as if to coax a child.

The butler grandpa also watched him grow up. Now that he's old, he's practically semi-retired, and most of the household affairs are handled by the younger generation.

But the butler had experienced so much glory and decline, so it could be said that he was the one who understood the Winston family best.

The butler understood that although the black rabbit appeared gentle, he was actually the one who had tamed the Winston family's pack of wild beasts into obedient and docile individuals.

He is the true backbone of the Winston family.

How could a black hawk like this be so easily defeated by a little harm from others?

As the little one drank the familiar sweet milk, his nerves gradually relaxed.

He was about to discuss with his father the necessity of hunting the moon, but as soon as he reached the office door, he saw Winston already negotiating with the royal family in Northern Europe.

Rose was there too.

The acquaintance Ross mentioned earlier turned out to be a minister from Northern Europe.

Ross's family had previously cooperated with the Nordic countries, so this time, he used his family's connections to enable Winston to negotiate with the Nordic royal family.

Winston made a deal with the royal family; with their resources, there was no cooperation that couldn't be reached.

Winston, after paying so much, only needed one person's life.

It's really easy to weigh which is more important.

It just so happens that Yue's father is hiding an illegitimate child outside. As for a son like Yue who is difficult to control, they naturally can't wait to get rid of him.

In Yue's family, kinship is the most useless thing.

So Yue was quickly pawned.

The situation completely reversed, and this time, Yue became a prisoner.

Logically speaking, Winston and his men planned to torture Yue and then get rid of her quietly.

They didn't want to make Wutu sad anymore.

However, the idea was rejected by Wutu.

The little guy went to see Yue, who was locked in the basement.

This time, there were bodyguards guarding the basement, and Yue was kept under tight surveillance, so there was absolutely no chance of her escaping again.

When Wu Tu came to him, he was in a small, dark room with no furniture.

In such a pitch-black space, just being locked up could drive a person insane.

This was the first time Wutu had ever seen the moon so wretched.

And it's quite obvious that Winston and his group have already resorted to such tactics once.

Yue is now covered in wounds and can't even get up.

But when he heard the sound of Wu Tu's footsteps, he immediately opened his eyes.