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"Sigh, at the end of the day, what everyone has is just talent. Unless someone is willing to put in some effort, they will never be able to reach the top of their field." Yoze\'s eyes flashed as he warned himself never to follow in Gilan\'s footsteps.

His cheat allowed him to copy the talents of others with ease, giving him the chance to change his fate. From a poor farmer boy living in the middle of nowhere, he was able to climb his way to the top of the martial arts world.

Even the mighty cities he had looked up to now had to take him seriously. He had slain immortals, slaughtered demons, and even blackmailed a witch into giving him all their spells. He had reached a point that others would never dare reach, and he felt beyond grateful.

Yet, he knew he was still far from the top of this world\'s food chain. There was still plenty he didn\'t understand and countless beings he didn\'t dare meet.

And even more creatures could reach his level if he stopped even for a moment.

"Blood Master Steel..."

"I can\'t afford to get conceited and think I made it. I need to use my acquired talents to their maximum potential, even though most of my talents aren\'t related to combat. I should at least put some time into training them."

"Maybe they will be of some use later." Yoze quickly returned his distracted mind to reality and found that Suzanne was staring at him.

"Do I have something on my face?" Yoze asked with confusion in his tone.

"No, me and Gilan will be leaving now. Thank you for your help." Suzanne hastily shook her head before grabbing the unwilling Gilan and walking away.

"Bye..." Gilan yelled to Evi.

"Strange girl, Yoze, are you interested in getting married soon?" Evi casually mentioned as he stretched his back, causing audible popping sounds to come from his spine.

"Nope. And you don\'t have to worry about that either."

"You will not be getting married any time soon under my watch," Yoze said with a smile as if he was doing Evi a favor.

"Wait, what do you mean about that!?" Evi swallowed his saliva with fear and asked Yoze what he meant.

Unfortunately, it was time to restart training after that long rest, so Yoze immediately charged at him. Before Evi could continue asking questions, he saw Yoze\'s body become blurry, rushing at him with nearly no time to react.

"Shit!"

...

While Yoze and Evi were sparring, Mr. Light waited in his bedroom in silence as he read the book of notes that he had discussed with Yoze and Evi through these past few days. Inside was extremely valuable advice that helped him manage the town and watch over its growth with ease.

"Knock knock"

Suddenly, he heard a knock on his door and instantly knew it was Suzanne, his lovely maid. Knowing that she was here because of his request, Mr. Light closed his dense book and stood up to open the door.

"Com-"

"Boom!"

Before he could finish his sentence, his wooden door exploded into hundreds of wooden shards scattered throughout his room. A cloud of wooden dust filled the room, blocking his attacker\'s sight and providing him with a valuable opportunity to escape.

"Shit! Someone is trying to assassinate me! I need to hide until the guards arrive."

Without much thought, Mr. Light dropped his cane and fell to the ground to roll under his bed before the dust caused by the exploded door settled. Due to his large bed, he had plenty of room to slide further inside, but he didn\'t dare.

If he was truly being assassinated, then the assassin would be a martial artist who specialized in killing quickly and silently. As professionals, they would immediately hear the sounds of his clothes rubbing against the ground, causing him to lose his bidding spot.

"Where is that bastard? He should be somewhere in this room."

"Talia, block the door to prevent any guards from coming inside. Yaya, look through the closest while I look under the bed." A rough and stern familiar voice came from the door as Mr. Light heard three sets of footsteps entering his room.

Even though his life was in danger, Mr. Light felt his heart shiver as he was familiar with that rough but stern voice. Memories of a middle-aged man with gray hair wearing various professional suits filled Mr. Light\'s head, causing his worldview to collapse.

"Wilder... who would have known that even my Head Butler and his male servers are out to kill me!" Mr. Light gritted his teeth in anger before suddenly feeling helpless.

While he knew that he was in danger and shouldn\'t trust anyone, he still held the faint hope that the Head Butler, who had cared for him for years, wasn\'t out for his life.

"Am I such a fool? How could I have not known?" Mr. Light\'s eyes began tearing up as he wished this was all a dream.

"Interesting. I wonder what got you three so impatient to kill your young master. You couldn\'t have waited a few days or maybe until he was sleeping to slit his throat."

Suddenly, the world seemed to stop as a deep and magnetic voice appeared in the corner of the room. The moment Mr. Light heard this voice, his rapidly beating heart quickly slowed as he knew who that voice belonged to.

"Yoze finally came. I hope his title as a Super Scholar isn\'t for show." Mr. Light didn\'t know why, but the fear and uncertainty in his heart quickly vanished like smoke as if he knew he would be saved.

"Wait a minute, did he just say they should have cut my throat while I was sleeping?" Mr. Light thought to himself.

"Sir Yoze, I- we didn\'t see you there. Were you discussing something with the young master?"

"We had heard that there was an assassin planning on making a move on the young master and rushed to protect the young master and kill this assassin. If you don\'t mind, I would appreciate it if you helped us look for this assassin." Wilder ignored Yoze\'s questioning and made up an excuse on the spot, hoping that Yoze would be tricked.

"This sneaky, shameless, dirty son of-" Hearing Wilder\'s weak excuse, Mr. Light felt his face burning from outrage.

He wanted to grab his ex-Head Butler\'s legs and bite them on an impulse, but he held himself back as he knew that Yoze would get him the justice he deserved. He fully trusted him.