A parting shot

"Melgor's steward?" The Berkeley family's patriarch frowned.

"Yes, Patriarch." The paladin answered, "But they departed Winston City after the memorial service this morning. We let them through to head to the House of Norman in the north per your instructions."

"To think we allowed him to get away." The Berkeley family's patriarch's expression darkened. It was almost dark, so it was probably too late to chase after them.

The Berkeley family's patriarch knew that Melgor had recently recruited a steward who was a young man around the age of 18 or 19.

However, he had no interest in that steward previously, so he did not pay much attention to him.

When Wang Wenyan heard that Ren Xiaosu had already left Winston City, he heaved a sigh of relief. "It's good that he's gone. Let him go to the House of Norman."

If Ren Xiaosu were still in Winston City, Wang Wenyan would really not dare to step in.