Andrew Family

Greenleaf Road is the aristocratic district of Fenlai City, where many noble families of the Fenlai Kingdom have their mansions.

The Andrew Family mansion is also located here.

"Young Master Liewen." The guards at the main gate recognized Liewen and bowed their heads in greeting.

Liewen nodded at the guards and walked into the estate.

Although he was an illegitimate son and unwelcome in the Andrew Family, the servants dared not be too insolent toward him on the surface.

Liewen arrived outside Viscount Andrew's bedroom just as Helen, the Viscount's legal wife, was stepping out.

Upon seeing Liewen, her expression darkened immediately.

"You bastard, I'm warning you, don't you dare dream of getting your hands on the Andrew Family's wealth. Not a single gold coin here belongs to you!"

Helen clearly knew that Viscount Andrew had written to Liewen, summoning him back.

However, she did not know why the Viscount had called him back.

Because of this, she had overthought the situation, and her greatest fear was that the Viscount intended to divide the family fortune with Liewen.

Liewen had heard such vitriol from Helen countless times since he was a child. He cast a cold glance at her, ignored her malice, and walked into the Viscount's bedroom.

Joseph Andrew, the current head of the Andrew Family and holder of the title of Viscount Andrew.

In Liewen's memory, Joseph had been a tall, imposing man, but now, lying in bed covered by a luxurious silk quilt, the old man appeared frail and shrunken.

Joseph opened his eyes, turned his head slightly, and looked at Liewen.

"You're here," Joseph said, his voice weak and listless.

"Yes, Father," Liewen replied in a calm tone.

Joseph took a pre-written letter from the head of the bed and tremblingly handed it to Liewen.

Liewen walked over and took the letter.

"This is a letter of recommendation I have written. After you graduate from the Welin Warrior Academy, you can take this letter to the military department of the Fenlai Kingdom. It will secure you an officer's position. As for how far you go from there, that will depend on you alone; it will have nothing to do with the Andrew Family," Joseph said.

Liewen understood the implication of Joseph's words. Joseph intended to use this letter of recommendation to sever the ties between Liewen and the Andrew Family.

Joseph had two sons: one born to his legal wife, Helen, and the other, Liewen.

Perhaps sensing that his time was running out and knowing that Helen could not tolerate Liewen, Joseph had made this arrangement to avoid property disputes after his death.

The legitimate son would inherit the viscountcy and the Andrew Family's wealth, while Liewen would take this letter to forge his own path.

Liewen had no objections to this; he had never felt a sense of belonging to the Andrew Family anyway.

But for Father to make this choice, it seems he doesn't think much of my future, Liewen thought to himself.

If Joseph knew that Liewen could become a Saint-level powerhouse, he would never have let Liewen leave the Andrew Family.

If a family possessed a Saint-level powerhouse, that family would never decline as long as that individual remained alive.

In Joseph's eyes, Liewen was merely a warrior with decent talent.

Years ago, when his magical talent was tested, Liewen's affinity for light elements was top-tier, and his spiritual energy was twice that of his peers.

His elemental affinity was good, but his spiritual energy was too low to meet the standard for becoming a mage.

To become a mage, one's spiritual energy needed to be at least five times that of their peers.

Joseph had then asked a friend, a rank-eight warrior, to test Liewen's warrior talent.

Liewen had good physical aptitude, making him suitable to be a warrior, and combined with his top-tier light element affinity, he was well-suited to cultivate light-attribute battle qi.

Back then, that rank-eight warrior's assessment was that with normal training, Liewen would certainly become a rank-six warrior, with a high probability of reaching rank-seven.

That assessment was quite accurate and matched the results provided by the system.

The judgment given by that rank-eight warrior was exactly how Joseph perceived Liewen.

A rank-seven warrior held a respectable status in the Fenlai Kingdom, but compared to the stability of his family, Joseph preferred the latter.

Therefore, Joseph decided to cast Liewen aside.

Liewen put away the letter of recommendation and said calmly, "I understand, Father. If there is nothing else, I will take my leave."

Joseph looked at his illegitimate son with slight surprise. He had expected Liewen to resist this arrangement, but he hadn't expected him to accept it so calmly.

This is for the best; it saves a lot of trouble, Joseph thought to himself, then said to Liewen, "You may go."

Liewen nodded. He held no special affection for his biological father, but the man had fulfilled his basic duties as a parent. As they parted, Liewen felt he should offer a final blessing.

"Take care of your health, Father."

With that, Liewen turned and walked toward the door.

Helen was standing outside, accompanied by a young man in his early twenties.

The young man was about 1.75 meters tall with black hair like Liewen's. He was reasonably handsome, but his eyes were sunken with heavy dark circles, and his gaze was dull—the look of someone who had indulged too much in wine and women.

The young man was Danton, Liewen's half-brother and the first heir to the Andrew Family.

Helen and Danton had been standing outside and had overheard the conversation between Liewen and Joseph. At this moment, both of their faces wore expressions of triumph.

"Get lost, you bastard! There is no place for you in the Andrew Family!" Helen sneered.

"Don't even think about getting any tuition or living expenses from now on. The Andrew Family doesn't support parasites like you!" Danton said, his tone equally malicious.

Liewen laughed in anger. He had originally intended to overlook their behavior, but it seemed his magnanimity was being mistaken for weakness by others.

He raised his hand and delivered two slaps, knocking Helen and Danton directly to the ground.

Helen was an ordinary person, and Danton was a Level 3 Mage; in front of Liewen, a Level 6 Warrior, they had no power to resist.

"You, you dare hit me!" Helen clutched her swollen left cheek, staring daggers at Liewen. Her eyes were practically spitting fire, and her voice trembled with rage.

"Guards! Guards!" Danton shouted, trying to summon the guards.

Liewen stepped on his mouth. Although he held back his strength, he still managed to shatter a few of Danton's teeth.

"If your mouth doesn't know how to speak, I can help you ruin it!" Liewen said coldly.

With his mouth pinned underfoot, Danton's eyes were filled with terror. Only now did he realize how foolish it was for a Level 3 Mage to provoke a Level 6 Warrior at close range.

Danton also thought about how his father didn't have much time left and that he would soon become the new Viscount Andrew, inheriting a massive estate. If he angered Liewen now and the other party decided to kill him, wouldn't he be the one losing out?

"I... won't... dare... again... spare... me..."

Danton begged for mercy repeatedly, but because his mouth was being stepped on, the sounds he made were muffled and unclear.

Liewen snorted coldly and moved his foot away.

He hadn't intended to kill Danton; committing murder here in broad daylight would make it impossible for Liewen to escape punishment. With his current strength, he was not yet capable of ignoring secular authority.

Ignoring the terrified Helen and Danton, Liewen turned and left the Andrew Family estate.