In front of the gates of the Saint-Kain Manor, there was a square of about a hundred square meters, paved with cobblestones. In the center stood a statue of a knight with a spear piercing his chest, yet he still held a long sword and stood tall.

This was the statue of the ancestor of the Saint-Kain family, the legendary knight of the Sigru Saint Radiance Fighting God!

When Du Chen arrived beneath the statue, an interesting event was unfolding.

A bald, muscular man dressed in a rough linen sleeveless shirt and black shorts, with the body of a bear, was single-handedly overpowering dozens of warriors from the Saint-Kain family. These warriors were strong and wore armor and weapons, but this man alone defeated them all, his powerful feet raining down blows on them like a storm.

But as this man bullied the warriors, he was also howling and crying, “Young Master is gone, what will happen to Aliza?!”

This man was Francis' only friend, Aliza.

He was the same age as Du Chen, only fifteen years old this year!

And he wasn't very… bright!

Not far away, an old man dressed in a white robe, looking benevolent, his face showing no expression, seemingly oblivious to Aliza's “misdeeds”. This was Old Foye, who had served Francis for over ten years.

Since Francis' death, he had been like this.

Du Chen felt a warm affection when he saw them, a sense of familiarity. But when he saw those beaten warriors, his buttocks started to itch.

This was the “The Lotus Treasure Mirror” reminding Du Chen: Quick, save them! There's a good deed to be done! Don't you want to get closer to women? Then save them from Aliza!

Du Chen smirked, secretly glad that he could do a good deed as soon as he was reborn. You see, opportunities to do good deeds don't come easily!

He rushed forward in three quick steps and shouted, “Aliza, stop! I'm not dead yet! Release them!”

Aliza was stunned, and Old Foye, who had been sitting paralyzed, suddenly jumped up, his agile figure not at all like that of a frail old man in his seventies.

“Young Master, Young Master's not dead! Haha, Young Master's not dead! Praise the Fighting God, my prayers have been answered!”

Foye threw away his cane and stumbled towards Du Chen. Before Du Chen could react, he embraced him, tears streaming down his face. He choked, “Young Master, it's so good that you're not dead. The old servant was just thinking about accompanying you!”

Du Chen's heart was touched by his embrace, and tears unknowingly welled up in his eyes.

But now was not the time for sentimental reminiscing. He continued to shout, “Aliza, release them! I command you!”

“Hehe, Young Master's not dead. I'll obey Young Master!”

Aliza let go of the pitiful warriors and ran over. The three of them embraced each other, all breaking down in tears. “Young Master, they want to drive me away. I don't want to leave, so they beat me, but they couldn't defeat me!”

At this moment, the beaten warriors got up from the ground and looked at Du Chen in astonishment. “Good heavens, Francis is still alive! Quickly, report to Duke Angus!” They hurriedly ran into the manor. In fact, when Du Chen ran out earlier, the servants had already reported seeing him. Duke Angus had already received the news.

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The three of them embraced each other, their tears flowing uncontrollably.

Damn it, why am I crying? Damn Francis, can't you leave me with something good? I don't want this kind of emotion!

Du Chen was strongly averse to this unfamiliar emotion he had never experienced before. But at this moment, the itching sensation on his buttocks suddenly contracted, turning into a sharp, intense pain. It felt like needles were piercing him as the lotus bud tattoo on his buttocks was being redrawn.

Inside Du Chen's robe, the first bud among the thirty-six buds on his buttocks, which was on the verge of blooming, trembled as if it was possessed, slowly unfolding its petals, becoming more and more vibrant.

Finally, when there was just a little bit left for the flower to fully bloom, the tattoo stopped changing.

Du Chen had completed another practice session of the “The Lotus Treasure Mirror”.

"First, one must rely on doing good deeds and accumulating virtuous energy to cultivate.

Second, one must not engage in sexual activities until achieving mastery in divine skills. If one dares to engage in sexual activities, they will be forcibly castrated!

This is the “The Lotus Treasure Mirror” that Du Chen loves and hates. The thirty-six lotus buds tattooed on his buttocks serve as the progress chart of the “Mirror”.

Grape Master says that when all thirty-six water lotus flowers bloom, Du Chen will have achieved mastery in divine skills and will be able to engage in sexual activities.

In his past life, Du Chen did many good deeds and even sacrificed himself to help others, which brought the first lotus bud to the verge of blooming.

The change in the first lotus bud on Du Chen's buttocks just now was the reward for saving those poor warriors from Aliza's oppression. Now, he is only a little bit away from the blooming of the first lotus flower.

The cultivation of the “The Lotus Treasure Mirror” is as simple as this: doing good deeds—lotus flowers bloom!

As for the rest, Du Chen will have to experience it himself. After all, he has not yet felt any special abilities that the “Treasure Mirror” has brought him.

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As tears kept streaming down Du Chen's face, infected by Grandpa Fuye and Aliza, he was struggling to resist the emotions called kinship and friendship when a group of people walked out of the gate of Saint Kyan Manor.

Among them, a middle-aged man dressed in a sharp, tight-fitting military uniform with numerous medals on his chest, had a young man on each side. The three of them had similar appearances, tall and heroic, with strong and muscular bodies, and they all had red hair!

This was Francis's father, Angus, and his two older brothers, Steve and Charlie.

When they approached Du Chen, among the four family members, three had red hair, making Du Chen's golden hair stand out.

“Great, little brother, you're not dead!” Eldest brother Steve, with tears in his eyes, rushed forward.

As Du Chen looked at Steve's joyful expression, he also felt a sense of delight in his heart. But when he saw his father, Angus, and second brother, Charlie, his joy instantly turned into shock, grievances, and unwillingness.

Memories of young Francis reminded Du Chen that ever since their mother passed away, for over ten years, father and son had only met dozens of times. And every time they met, Angus always had a cold expression, completely ignoring his son!

Second brother Charlie often bullied him! He showed no brotherly kindness or warmth.

Why was it like this? Du Chen felt puzzled. Was it because Francis used to be an idiot that his father and second brother treated him poorly?

That was right. According to his memories, the Saint Kyan family was one of the most prominent families in the Lanning Empire. Father Angus held power and influence, but because they had a son who was often mocked by other nobles for being foolish, their family had no face in the aristocratic circles!

It must be the case.

Thinking of this, Du Chen smiled. From today onwards, Francis would no longer be a shame to the Saint John family. In order to live a privileged life as a young master in the future, he would surprise Angus!

“Dad, I'm not dead yet!” Du Chen looked at Angus with a smile, anticipating the pleased expression of his ‘father' in this life.

However, Angus disappointed Du Chen. He looked at his three sons coldly and said indifferently, “Hmm, I know.”

At this moment, Charles, the second brother, coldly questioned, “How are you alive again? Don't you know that Father has already notified all the nobles of your death? It's embarrassing! Now we have to correct the news again. I'm afraid tomorrow all the nobles will be saying that the Saint Keynes family can't even tell if someone is dead or alive!”

From the tone of his words, it seems like it would be better if Du Chen didn't come back to life!

“Charles, it's a good thing that the third brother has come back to life. Let those nobles talk nonsense!” Steve glared at his second brother.

“Um, Father, my two brothers, not only have I come back to life, but… I seem to understand a lot of things now!” Du Chen pushed away the two people holding him and bowed to his father and brothers. He smiled and said, “In the past, I was known as the shame of the Saint Keynes, bringing disgrace to our family's reputation. But from now on, that won't happen anymore!”

Everyone was stunned. The resurrected Francis, why was he different now?