The Young Lord of the Suliman Family

Soon, news about his cultivation quickly spread in Northern Trance. This surprised many people, including the members of the five noble families. They immediately sent their descendants and offered him some congratulatory gifts. Some also expressed their desire to collaborate with him in business.

Aethelwolf didn't agree to their requests right away and carefully checked the contracts they offered. Unfortunately, none of them made him satisfied. It was not until two familiar people visited his mansion.

"Greetings, Sir Aethelwolf!" A young man and a middle-aged warrior greeted him respectfully.

Aethelwolf smiled at Tyrone before turning his gaze at the young man. "I'm honored to have the young lord of the Suliman Family visit me in person." He grinned.

"Sir Aethelwolf, I hope we didn't disturb your rest." The young man smiled lightly.

Aethelwolf chuckled. "Not at all. Come in. Let's talk in my study." He invited them inside his mansion.