The members of the Wade Family, now kneeling, were taken aback by Charlie’s unexpected cruelty.

As relatives and descendants of the Wade legacy, they never imagined that Charlie would resort to imprisoning them all on Yeling Mountain, demanding they practice filial piety for their ancestors for a staggering three years!

For these affluent individuals, who were used to a life of luxury and comfort, even three days of such confinement was unbearable, let alone three long years!

In a state of panic, everyone turned their hopeful gazes toward Lord Wade, eagerly waiting for him to speak a kind word on their behalf.

Looking at the pitiful expressions on their faces, Lord Wade felt a twinge of compassion within him.

While he had supported Charlie’s decision to discipline these ungrateful descendants, he hadn’t anticipated that Charlie would take it to such an extreme right from the start.

Thus, he couldn’t help but voice his concerns: “Charlie, while I agree that making them honor their ancestors is an appropriate punishment, do you really think three years is not a bit excessive?”

“Excessive?” Charlie replied earnestly. “Let’s not forget their intentions! They secretly bought fine clothes without consulting you, clearly indicating they were waiting for a moment like this, especially when facing Abbas. What do you think that implies? It’s as if they want you dead, so they can step over your body to become allies with the enemy! Do you believe that such individuals deserve anything less than three years of filial piety?”

Lord Wade was taken aback by this realization.

He understood the truth in Charlie’s words but had deliberately chosen to overlook it.

Nonetheless, the hard truth was indeed as Charlie stated.

At that moment, Corran Wade burst into tears, pleading, “Dad! We truly didn’t mean it. Please, don’t misunderstand us!”

Others chimed in, hoping to sway the old man away from Charlie’s accusations.

With a heavy sigh, Lord Wade raised his hand and murmured to himself, “I’m getting older, my heart is softening, and I’m becoming more lenient… Perhaps I should just let it go!”

Having said that, he turned to Charlie and declared, “Charlie, whether it’s three years or five years, it’s up to you!”

Charlie nodded and replied coolly, “If you accept this, don’t utter a word. If anyone speaks up, it will be taken as a refusal. The alternative is to end up in Madagascar like Jon Wade!”

Upon hearing this, the room fell silent.

No one dared to provoke Charlie, as he was not just the head of the Wade Family but also the new master of Wanlong Palace. With his significant power, dissent was not an option.

Noticing how compliant they had become, Charlie felt satisfied and stated, “Since there are no objections, the three years of filial piety will commence today!”

To Charlie, the kneeling members of the Wade Family held no real value for the clan.

This group lacked capability and contribution, resembling the typical second-generation wealthy individuals.

Previously, the old man had cared deeply for them, and despite knowing their shortcomings, he still treated them as his own blood, showering them with affection.

However, Charlie viewed them as mere parasites within the Wade Family.

Moreover, they were like spineless creatures.

After taking charge of the Wade Family, Charlie’s primary goal was to find a way to remove these individuals from their positions, preventing them from idly consuming resources without contributing.

Yet, given that they were all part of the Wade bloodline, and unless they committed serious offenses, it was a delicate matter to dismiss them.

Being too forceful could lead to backlash from the rest of the Wade Family, tarnishing the family’s reputation in the eyes of outsiders.