He looked at the old man and said slowly, "You mean the treasure is on me?"The old man nodded cautiously.Anthony took a deep breath and continued, "Tell me—who orchestrated the massacre of the Jones family?"The old man trembled under Anthony’s cold stare and stammered, "I don't know everything... but the highest authority involved was the Northern King!"At the mention of that name, Anthony’s brows furrowed deeply.As expected, it was connected to the Northern King.Anthony’s voice chilled further. "Anything else you’d like to say?"Panic flashed across the old man’s face. He dropped to his knees and cried, "Spare me! I had nothing to do with it!"Anthony’s expression grew even colder. In a flash, he appeared in front of the old man."You’re not innocent. You were there—you’re part of it. Die."Before the old man could react, Anthony’s fist smashed down, shattering his head with a sickening crack.After a brief search of the area and finding nothing of note, Anthony climbed back to