Many people nodded after hearing Sinclamon's words. The empire had strict regulations regarding the inheritance of a noble title. There mustn't be any mistakes.
Cao Hongtu was holding the baron's title temporarily, but even so, he needed to earn enough merits on the battlefield before he could rightfully inherit it. The empire gave preferential treatment to meritorious people.
The old man nodded. He acknowledged Sinclamon's words.
Cao Guan was overjoyed when he noticed that the situation was advantageous for him. Arrogance returned to his expression as he glanced at Wang Teng once again.
"Wang Teng!" The old man looked at him and asked, "Do you have other items to prove your identity? Or has Baron Nangong left a will?"
Wang Teng frowned. The remains of Nangong Yue's last spiritual mark had dissipated, and he didn't leave behind any will. Everything was passed to him through Round Ball. Besides the baron's seal, there was nothing to prove his identity.
