Robert Armen!

"Rudolf, you better have a good reason for disturbing me in the middle of my cultivation." a gruff voice sounded right after Rudolf felt the pressure on his body diminishing little by little.

A slightly aged man who seemed to be in his late fifties walked out of the manor's gates. He had long brown hair with a few streaks of white mixed in, while his face was clean on any stubble. The man had piercing brown eyes and tall stature. He wore a regal silk robe over his slightly hunched figure.