Frank left Turnbull Estate alone the next day.

He never told anyone where he was going as he drove alone to a mansion in the outskirts of Morhen.

The mansion was modest in size but stood in the middle of a small forest-a quiet and clean environment far removed from the bustling city.

Frank's heart calmed considerably just from seeing it, and he stepped through the front door to find a faint tea fragrance wafting from the drawing room.

"Yeah," Frank replied as he strode in to see his father, the Lord

an antique tea cup beside his fingers, and

pretty silhouette appeared out of nowhere with another cup of tea, putting it respectfully on the opposite end where Godwin Lawrence

it was none other than Silverbell, and he wanted to thank her for protecting Walter Turnbull but could not. All he did was nod and sit opposite

before leveling a troubled stare at him. "So, you're done with the Turnbull affair?' "Turnbull affair?" Frank paused just as he was taking a sip of his tea, frowning at Godwin. "Are you saying

"I was an apprentice at Mystic Sky Sect before hiding in Riverton to recover. I don't know anything about the factions and rules of the ga country." Godwin nodded in silence at his honestly. "Alright. You can go

would take opportunity to tell him about state of f the country, the playerthe unwritten rules. Conten englishSW and Either that, or recounting the old days since Godwin had

for tea? Godwin smiled faintly in turn. "What, is the tea bad?" "No." Frank took another sip despite his confusion, relishing the

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