Under their dumbstruck look, Lyon suddenly got up from his bed. He stretched his arms and made a couple of little jumps before he bumped his own fists. "Alright, I'm good as new," said Lyon with a newfound spirit.
"Oh big bro, apparently the two people you just killed turned out to be from the Kafrin Clan... or was it Khufrin? You know, the ones Naeya said about your punishment," said Jugen beside him.
"Oh really? Then my problem is solved? Well, ain't that convenient," chuckled Lyon wholeheartedly.
"Sadly no," the voice came from Old Sean with his head shaking. "I recognized the two dead men, they were not the ones who founded the clan."
"The one who founded the clan was much stronger than that, the current young noble couldn't hope to win against him," as much as he respected Lyon, he must say the truth.
