In a heartbeat, she pulled out a well-wrapped paper and handed it to Lucian.
"The man who saved Tian, he told Mira to give it to you."
"The man??" Lucian raised an eyebrow as he unconsciously began to recall the man in question.
He quickly unfurled the letter and pulled out a small piece of paper. On it, a few words were written:
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Thanks to your recklessness, they have become suspicious of your presence... The time has shortened... 30 years—that's all I can give you, Lucian. That grumpy old man of yours won't trouble you in the meantime. Go wild. Gain strength as quickly as you can, for their sole purpose would be you.
(P.s. - Try not to leave the county. It's the safest place for you for at least the next decade.)
Best,
—Your brother
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"Huh?" As he read through the letter's content, Lucian's expressions grew increasingly grotesque.
Arching one of his eyebrows as high as he could, he looked at the paper in his hand with an almost disgusted look.
