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... heard of his return rushed in like bees.

“Young Lord! What in the world were you doing?!”

“No matter how dire the situation was, how could you take away the statue of your ancestor! The symbol of your family!”

“You need to place it back, right away!”

Luke smiled at all the servants.

“I already sold it to a blacksmith. It should have been long melted.”

“Oh my!”

Several shocked gasps could be heard from the servants.

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