As Lynn stood by the roadside, lost in thought, a sudden harsh screech of brakes filled his ears!
He instinctively turned his head to look and found a luxuriously styled four-wheeled carriage had stopped at the curb.
Hanging from the carriage was a flag, embroidered with gold thread, displaying a noble and majestic Griffin.
That was the Tierus family's coat of arms.
Lynn slowly widened his eyes.
With the carriage door opened by a servant, a burly middle-aged man slowly alighted from the carriage.
He held his hands behind his back, his somewhat graying hair impeccably combed back, exuding an air of authority.
At this moment, the middle-aged man's expression was somber, as if he was contemplating some troubling matters, hence he had come to the area for a casual stroll, to clear his mind.
Given Lynn's current disheveled appearance, resembling a little beggar by the roadside, the middle-aged man did not immediately notice him.
