"Duke, please follow me."
Following the little boy out of the car was a tall and upright man. Although the traces of time were visible on his eyebrows and eyes, they didn't affect the man's handsomeness. Instead, those traces gave him a mature charm distinct from the youthful freshness.
The man's features were prominent, and combined with those unique tea-colored pupils, at first glance, he seemed like a mixed race. But upon closer inspection, his features were distinctly sharp yet not truly mixed.
As soon as he got out of the car, he immediately drew public attention.
Many people looked in his direction, whispering to each other.
"It's Duke Habsden."
"I didn't expect him to be here in Lin City."
"I didn't expect Duke Habsden to come as well."
"Who's the little boy beside him? Isn't it said that Duke Habsden isn't married? Could he be an illegitimate child?"
"I haven't heard about that."
The whispers around were so low that they were almost inaudible.
