The encounter with the people from the Dark Alliance who had abducted them was only a minor incident, and it did not affect Lin Feng and Yale's plans for the trip.
As he walked toward the Lucas Clan, Lin Feng recalled what his father had told him before he left home for the Ernst Institute: "Lin Feng, remember the wish our Baruch Clan ancestors have cherished for hundreds of years. Remember the shame of our Baruch Clan!"
"After you graduate, you'll be at least a Level Six Mage. As long as you train diligently, becoming a Level Seven Mage won't be difficult. And you're a dual-element mage! A Level Seven dual-element mage would be a major figure in the Fenlai Kingdom. You'll have every chance to reclaim the clan's heirloom. If you fail to bring it back, I won't forgive you, even after I'm dead."
"I have to get it back, no matter what." Lin Feng made up his mind.
If a gentle approach didn't work, he'd use force.
Of course, it would be best if the clan heirloom came back openly and honorably. He would try to get the other party to hand it over willingly.
Yale had sent someone that morning to inform the Lucas Clan that he and Lin Feng would be visiting, so the clan had made preparations.
The reception room in the Lucas Clan's ancient manor was furnished with impeccable taste. The dozen or so people gathered there were all figures of great standing in the Fenlai Kingdom. Every one of them held a title no lower than Earl, and they had all come to await Lin Feng.
Lin Feng was a rising star in the Fenlai Kingdom.
Though he was only seventeen and held no title, even the kingdom's dukes wouldn't dare look down