Simon Lionheart, the head of the Lionheart family, had grounded Titus Lionheart for his previous slip-up.

Titus never complained as he meditated and studied, keeping his nose out of worldly matters.

Even as he received Simon's summon, he merely nodded, as if he had already expected it.

While he did not appear particularly thrilled, the two sentries with him were.

"Congratulations, Master Titus! Master Lionheart must have a task for you. It seems that your days in confinement are over."

"Exactly, Master Titus. Master Lionheart is wise he would never neglect you forever. And today is the day your fortunes will change!"

Despite their sycophancy, Titus' expression remained placid, and he did not even lift a brow as he spoke quietly, "My father must have something in mind when he called for me, and I'm not particularly affected by my punishment. Why celebrate?" With that, he strode off, leaving the two sentries trading glances.

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Titus arrived at the streamside wooden

too humble in the presence of the white-haired

calm attitude, Simon nodded in satisfaction. "Do you know why

Turnbulls?" Titus replied without hesitation-it really

Simon replied, opening his

for it with his shrewd mind and attitude. Calm and calculating, it was an attribute

his prodigious talent for martial arts and overwhelming physical

them were hopes

Turnbull Estate," Simon said calmly just

"Jan is dead?"

did a double take-he only found out about that

in thought, he said uncertainly, "Did

Simon replied before he could mention

frowned. "He's growing even

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