Hobart got dressed, kissed Fors goodbye, and arrived at Longtail Island at around eleven in the morning.
He met one of the Tudor Family's clan heads in the reception hall of the Governor's Office. More precisely, he was the clan head of one of the Tudor Family's current three branches.
His name was Barnett Tudor, an old man with grayish-white hair and a clean-shaven face.
Barnett was dressed like a Backlund gentleman, immaculate and exceedingly rigorous.
Archibald sat opposite Barnett with a solemn expression, and the atmosphere was somewhat tense.
Angus and the other Tudor Family members stood to one side or in the corners.
When they saw Hobart arrive, everyone heaved a sigh of relief.
Hobart smiled at Barnett. "Old gentleman, welcome!"
Before Barnett could speak, Hobart turned to Angus. "Have the kitchen prepare a lavish lunch..."
"No need!" Barnett's voice was shrill and imposing. "I heard that everyone who ate at your dining room before lost all their savings and had no choice but to seek their fortunes on other islands."
"That is slander!" Hobart said seriously. "There was still one manor owner who was not greedy and knew how to respect others' dignity, and he received the rewards he deserved."
Barnett glanced at Hobart, then said to the Tudor Family members, "Leave. Angus stays."
However, Hobart did not have Archibald leave. As soon as Hobart entered the room, Archibald immediately stood up and perceptively took his place behind him.
Barnett noticed this and was secretly alarmed.
He had just sensed that Archibald possessed the aura of a Sequence 3. Although his condition was somewhat strange, his level was there.
Yet this Beyonder at the Sequence 3 level was utterly respectful toward Hobart.
After Hobart sat down, Barnett suddenly sighed. "I went to see the current residences of