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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at the streamside wooden

appear too humble in the presence of the white-haired Simon and simply bowed his head in greeting.

Simon nodded in satisfaction. "Do you know why I

Titus replied without

Simon replied, opening

attitude-even if he lacked raw talent, he made up for it with his shrewd mind and attitude.

prodigious talent for martial arts and overwhelming

hopes for the family's

Turnbull Estate," Simon said calmly just then. "I'm hoping to hear your thoughts

"Jan is dead?"

take-he only

said uncertainly, "Did the Turnbulls

the Lawrence brat," Simon replied before he

and soon frowned. "He's growing

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