After Lucas drew his sword, a clear flash of light had crossed the child's eyes. Lucas also knew that after he revealed this trick, this brat definitely understood his strength, and that not kneeling down to beg him right now was probably waiting for something.
Sure enough, a short while later, the little bear Anton brought a man who was on the verge of death to Lucas's side. After this person was put down by Lucas's magical beast Anton, he directly transmitted his voice into Lucas's soul: "When we got there, we saw him already looking like this, and we only scared away those who were besieging him."
Lucas nodded. Even though he wanted to take in this child, he had no mind to bother with his other matters.
At this time, this elderly man glanced at that child, and said to him: "Young master, as long as you live, that's enough. Your personality is soft, so do not seek revenge. I cannot accompany you any longer, and from now on you must rely on yourself."
The child was already crying a river of tears. Knowing that his time was running out, the old man continued speaking to Lucas: "Thank you, milord, for saving my young master. We have nothing with which to repay milord, either. We can only beg milord to give him a chance at survival, and I will have my young master recognize you as his master."
As he spoke, he made this child kneel and kowtow to Lucas. Yet the child had his own pride, yet still knelt and kowtowed to Lucas at this old man's request.
Lucas chuckled inwardly; a child with this kind of pride and dignity was far better than those who pursued power for the sake of revenge. Even though they might