Fang Zhenyuan relented after he saw how confident Xiang Ning was. He didn’t know what had happened to him over the past year, but the boy had changed so much that even he would have thought he was someone else. Xiang Ning’s eyes were filled with resolution and confidence that one could only attain after going through deadly encounters. 

“I understand,” Fang Zhenyuan sighed.

Thousands of kilometers away, a castle sat on an island within the mediterranean sea. Someone was shouting while running through the castle.

“Master Dexter! Master Dexter! Bad news! Young master Moray has died!”

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