Years passed, five turning into ten, then stretching to twenty…
The heir of the Marquis Mansion remained conspicuously absent from the capital, and there was still no information about his whereabouts.
Fewer and fewer people paid any heed to this matter, eventually consigning it to oblivion.
The Old Marquis's remorse deepened with each passing day.
He regretted his past indifference towards his eldest son. When his son had raised concerns about the cause of his mother's death, he shouldn't have angrily scolded him for causing trouble but rather explained the situation patiently.
His regret was compounded by the realization that his offspring from his lawful wife were far from admirable.
Their primary shortcoming was their mediocre abilities, coupled with arrogance and a lack of awareness of the world's vastness.
