"You don't know her?" Maurice frowned when he saw Severin's puzzled face. He did not believe that anyone would help their family for no apparent reason.

Severin shook his head. "Have you seen what she looks like?"

Judith shook her head and said, "No. Whenever she comes to send us money, she'll knock twice on the door twice and leave immediately. We've never seen her face, and the most we saw is her rear figure as she rode off on an electric bicycle. She doesn't come at a fixed time either. Sometimes it's in the morning, sometimes at night, but she'll generally come around the fifteenth or sixteenth of every month!"

Severin nodded. "Not to worry, I'll definitely return the favor of those who helped us."

After assuring them that he would not forget everyone's kindness, Severin paused for a moment before saying to his parents, "Stop picking up trash to sell, Mom. And stop going to work at the construction site either, Dad. Now that I'm back, I'll take care of you both from now on!"

Maurice smiled bitterly. "That just won't do. I'm only fifty now, and I should help earn some money while I still can. There's plenty of time to rest if I finally can't do it anymore!"

Judith then said, "He's right. You need to money after coming out of prison. Where are we going to get money if we don't work?"

Severin thought for a moment and said with a faint smile, "You can both take it easy from now on. We have money, so there's really no need for the both of you to keep worrying. There is still a lot of money left behind from what that generous man gave to me! I won't be happy if you still pick up garbage to sell and work at the construction site."

Seeing Severin's slightly chastising look, Judith smiled and said, "Alright, alright. We should relax a little now that you're back. The money owed to Easton has been paid off too, so we can breathe a sigh of relief now."

Severin looked at Maurice, and remarked, "Besides, Dad needs to rest. His waist muscles have been strained for the past few days, and he'll suffer from lower back pain. If this goes on, his health would only continue to worsen! It's not worth it!"

"How do you know that my back hurts? Or that my muscles are strained?" Maurice had an astonished expression, for he did not even mention his pains to Judith! Indeed, he had been suffering a backache for the past two days, but he did not go to the hospital for fear of having to spend money. In the end, he decided to withstand the pain in the hopes that it would get better on its own.

"Why didn't you tell me, Maurice?" Judith glared angrily at Maurice and chastised him, "Is money or your health more important? What am I going to do if you collapsed before Severin returned?"

"It's not that serious. I was planning to get a pain-relieving patch in a couple of days and put it on!" Maurice smiled awkwardly.

"You should stop working at the construction site starting tomorrow. As for your waist, I have some ointment here, which you can just rub it on! I estimate that it'll take a couple of days to be completely healed!"

Severin smiled, placed his hand into his trouser pocket, and fished out a small bottle of ointment, which he handed to Maurice.

"Is that so? Haha, that's great, then! I can save money on the pain-relieving patch!" Maurice laughed.

The old couple were both very happy after Severin came back. Maurice drank a lot of wine that night and chatted with Severin for a long time. The next morning, Maurice got up and stretched his waist. Though it had been painful for him when walking, he discovered that it did not hurt at all anymore.

He pressed his waist a couple of times and confirmed that there really was no pain at all.

"I think my waist is completely healed, Judith! It doesn't hurt anymore!" Maurice hurriedly woke Judith up.

"Really? That sounds like a miracle. You told me that it hurt when I rubbed the ointment on your waist last night. Did it really heal in just one night?" Judith found it a little hard to believe.

"Severin must've met someone really amazing then! We can finally have some rest now!" Maurice smiled, and then said, "I'll visit the construction site later and tell the foreman to settle my salary, because I won't be going there anymore!"

"Okay, I'll go and see if Severin already woke up. Let's head out and get some bread later. It's about time we eat something good for breakfast!" When Judith thought of Severin's return, she seemed to have become several years younger. Her face was full of smiles, and she looked much more energetic than before.

Judith came back to the room after a while. "That boy woke up really early today! He must've gone out and went shopping for clothes!"

"Let him be. We can finally rest and relax a little if he can land a good job and keep it!" Maurice sighed and said again, "I'll take a break for a couple of days before checking to see if I could find a job that doesn't put so much strain on me."

At that time, Severin had gone out for a walk at a park that was not too far away from the house. The sight of that familiar park elicited a little chuckle. It was such a shame that he believed Lucy would wait for him, when in the end, life gave him a rude awakening.

As Severin was reminiscing about the past, a beautiful woman in a floral dress let out a cry of surprise from one of the pavilions in the park. "Grandpa! Are you okay?"

Severin looked over and saw an old man lying on the ground. The latter's face was red, and he had difficulty forming a coherent sentence. A middle-aged man who had been playing chess with the old man was just as startled, and he got down to check on the old man. "You okay there, Mister Henry? Mister Henry? Sir?"

Severin dashed over as soon as he realized what happened.

"He's suffering a sudden cerebral hemorrhage!" Severin determined after a quick glance.

"That doesn't sound good. God, what should I do next? Right! I need to call an ambulance!" The woman in the floral dress was very sweet-looking, but as soon as she heard that it was a cerebral hemorrhage, her face turned pale with fright.

"The situation is still under control. Let me examine him!" Severin immediately laid the old man flat on the ground and used his fingers to tap several points on the old man's body.

The old man, Henry Longhorn, was almost out of breath earlier, but his complexion seemed to have improved by leaps and bounds. He even exhaled heavily, as if a weight had been lifted off him.

"Open your mouth and eat this pill." Severin took out a pill and placed it in Henry's mouth.

"Here's some water!" The woman in the floral dress immediately grabbed a half-full bottle of mineral water from the table and handed it over.

After Henry swallowed the pill, his condition reverted to normal about a minute later.

"Young man, just a minute ago I…I…I felt like I had one foot in death's door. My vision was practically disappearing too. Thank you for saving me." Henry looked at Severin standing before him. Severin's shirt and trousers were a little too small, and they looked somewhat aged too. That, along with Severin's slightly long hair, made him look like some homeless man from the street.

Even so, Henry acknowledged that the young man in front of him had saved his life earlier.

"Are you alright, Sir?"

At that time, the bodyguards in black suits that had been waiting by the street had finally decided to come over. Their leader asked if the old man was alright.

"I'm fine now, thanks to this young man's help!" Henry waved his hand and signaled for his bodyguards to step back.

"Did my grandfather really suffer from a cerebral hemorrhage? What kind of medicine did you give him?" Henry's granddaughter, Charmaine, frowned and looking suspiciously at the young man in front of her.

She did not know what to do in her panic earlier, so she simply allowed the young man to treat her grandfather. After she had calmed down, she started to worry about them. 'Could the man be a charlatan? What if Grandpa wasn't suffering from a cerebral hemorrhage? What if this guy has some kind of other motive?'

After all, the Longhorns had a high status in Brookbourn.

"Are you doubting my medical ability?" Severin frowned, seemingly a little unhappy.

Charmaine was appalled, not to mention a little displeased, when Severin spoke to her in such a tone. She pulled a long face and faked a smile as she said, "Am I not allowed to ask what kind of medicine you gave my grandfather? This is the first time I've ever seen a cerebral hemorrhage being treated without surgery. Isn't it miraculous that you could cure it with some pressure here and there, along with a single pill?"

After questioning Severin, Charmaine stretched her open palm to him and demanded more answers. "Are you a doctor? Do you have a medical qualification certificate? Show it to me!"

Severin shook his head, "I don't have any, and besides, I don't think they're important. What's important is that I saved your grandfather, which I did, didn't I? Or are you more eager to see him dead?" He stared at her briefly before continuing, "I can't be bothered to explain myself to you. Your knowledge of the world is pretty shallow if this is the first time you've seen something like this!"

"You..." Charmaine erupted in anger as she gritted her teeth and said, "Do you have any idea who you're talking to? I don't even know you!"

Severin smiled disdainfully and said to Charmaine, "I'm talking to an unreasonable woman!"

"Why, you little…" Charmaine's ire was so great that she clenched her fists and glared angrily at Severin, "I swear I'll get my bodyguards to come over and teach you a lesson! You're very rude! Why am I not allowed to ask what it is that you gave to my grandpa?!"

"It's a life-saving miracle pill. Is that clear enough for you now?" Severin shot back. The reason he did not bother to explain it to her that day was because she was in a foul mood. After some thought, he said, "If I knew you'd show this sort of attitude to me after I saved your grandfather, maybe I should've just taken a step back and wait for you to call an ambulance. In that situation, your grandpa's body might turn stiff and cold!"

"Charmaine, whether or not this young man has a medical license doesn't matter, and the name of the medicine he gave me earlier is of little importance too. What matters is that he saved me, so please try to speak a little more nicely to him," Henry spoke at last.

"But Grandpa..." Charmaine was angry, but she could only stomp her feet like a spoiled child.

"What's your name, my friend?" Henry looked at Severin with a smile and asked.

"It's Severin. Severin Feuillet," Severin said indifferently. "By the way, the reason why you had a sudden cerebral hemorrhage was probably because you got too excited when you were playing chess earlier. You have high blood pressure, so you should go to the hospital and get yourself checked. Have the doctor prescribe you some medication to lower your blood pressure, or else you might suffer the same condition again because you ended up getting too excited!"

"Thank you for your reminder, my friend. Severin Feuillet is your name, yes? It's a nice name!" Henry cupped his hands as a gesture of gratitude to Severin and said, "You saved my life, young man, and that makes you my savior. Feel free to let me know if you ever need my help in the future. By the way, Charmaine, could you prepare a hundred and fifty thousand dollars for our friend here? It's payment for the treatment he gave me!"

"That's too kind of you, but I don't want any money. I didn't do it for the money when I saved you earlier." Severin chuckled, glanced at Charmaine just beside him, and said, "I'm content if a certain someone doesn't treat me like a charlatan!"

A look of surprise flashed across Charmaine's eyes. The young man in front of her was dressed in tattered clothes, yet he seemed to be exceedingly calm in the face of 150,000 dollars! Perhaps she really did misjudge him.

"Can't you just drop that already!" Charmaine reacted with a petulant reply after remembering Severin's attitude toward her earlier.

"Is that any way to talk to our new friend?" Henry glared at Charmaine. smiled and said to Severin, "I have a suggestion, young man. Since you don't want the money, perhaps I can treat you to lunch? I hope you'll at least do me the favor of accepting my offer!"

Upon seeing the sincerity of the old man in front of him, Severin knew that it would be impudent of him to refuse. After all, the old man had humbled himself before Severin. In the end, Severin finally nodded and gave in. "Sure."

"It's still a bit early, so how about we meet at the Richemont Hotel at noon? When you arrive, you can just let the front desk know that you're a guest of Henry Longhorn!" Henry smiled in a genuine manner.

"Got it! See you later!" Severin nodded, then turned and left.

"Grandpa, are you sure that guy is really what he says he is? Do all savants dress up in such shabby clothes?" Charmaine still had some doubts when she looked at Severin's rear figure.

"I wouldn't have thought so if he took the money that was offered to him. I probably would have just thought that he was someone with medical knowledge who happened to know how to treat my illness. However, there has to be more than meets the eye if he could just ignore the money!" Henry smiled faintly before continuing, "Besides, would you dare to take a gamble on the situation he mentioned earlier? What if what he said is true? What if I died in the ambulance halfway during the journey to the hospital? Moreover, he has an incredibly strong ability."

Finally, Henry said confidently, "I felt a trace of True Energy when he placed his fingers on my body's pressure points earlier!"

"True Energy?" Charmaine gasped when he heard that.

The middle-aged man who was Henry's chess opponent earlier was shocked for a moment, and he finally understood why Henry had been that polite when speaking with the young man earlier.

"Let's go, Grandpa. That's enough chess for today. Let me bring you to the hospital to get a check-up!" Charmaine was still a little worried.

Henry nodded, and quickly asked the bodyguards to drive, and together they arrived at the best private hospital in Brookbourn. During the check-up, Charmaine asked the medically-savvy director of the hospital, Doctor Russell Barker. "Doctor Barker, is my grandfather's brain alright?"

Russell looked at the scan carefully and said in a skeptical tone, "This doesn't look right. If we see it from above, it's obvious that the blood vessels in Henry's brain have already ruptured. Blood spilled out, but not much, so the damage to the brain was pretty minimal. But the blood vessels here are intact though!"

"What does that mean?" Charmaine asked hurriedly.

"It means that the blood vessels have healed miraculously quickly after the cerebral hemorrhage! I have no explanation for this. How did it even happen? It's a true miracle!" Russell exclaimed.

Charmaine and Henry exchanged glances at each other and remembered the medicine that Severin gave Henry earlier.

"Doctor Barker, is there anything else that needs attention? Will my grandfather have to be hospitalized?" Charmaine sought a confirmation after pondering upon it for a moment.

Russell smiled and said, "Not at all. The blood didn't affect your grandfather's cranial nerves. His blood pressure is a little high though, so I'll prescribe some medication to lower it. Just bring your grandfather back here for a review one month from now. Other than that, I don't think there will be any problems!”

"By the way, Doctor Barker. Would my grandfather reach the hospital in time if he suffered the sudden cerebral hemorrhage at Brookhill Park?"

Charmaine could not help her curiosity and asked another casual question. "Brookhill Park? I don't think he'll make it even if he was sent to the nearest hospital. Even by some stroke of luck he's still breathing by the time he arrived, he might forever remain comatose even after he received emergency treatment. And that's only if he doesn't suffer any other sudden medical emergencies during the ambulance ride to the hospital!" Russell answered without hesitation.

Charmaine broke out in a cold sweat when she heard that. "It looks like we really did meet some kind of savant!"

After exiting the hospital, Henry said emotionally, "You mustn't offend Severin, Charmaine. We owe him big time, and it's not something that you can repay with just a meal. Besides, he doesn't just have superb medical skills…he almost certainly is a reclusive savant!"

Charmaine nodded. "Yeah, I understand, Grandpa. I just didn't think that someone dressed like that could actually be some sort of prodigious doctor. Logically speaking, someone like him wouldn't be short of money, right?"

"Hehe." Henry chuckled. "Savants like him probably treat this as training!" Severin had piqued his curiosity greatly.

"Training?" Charmaine's brows furrowed and she seemed a little puzzled.

"Training the mind is a form of training too. Great recluses might choose to stay at a city and keep a low-profile. Some savants might already be able to see through many things. Anyway, the thoughts of such reclusive savants aren't something that ordinary people like us are able to figure out!"

Henry chuckled, and then said poignantly, "The reason us Longhorns are where we are today is in no small part due to a savant that helped us in the past!"

Charmaine nodded pensively after hearing that.

At that moment, Severin had already arrived outside a bank. He frowned when he looked at the purplish-gold bank card that Old Wacko had left to him. "Old Wacko said that there's a lot of money inside the account, and he doesn't even know how much there is inside! He also told me that I had to pay a visit to Dracodeus Isle it on the fifteenth of August for destiny or something like that. Well, there's still over a month to go until then!"

As Severin's fingers caressed the Dracodeus Ring that Old Wacko had given to him, his lips curled into a smile and he walked right into the bank.

"Security! Security! Why isn't security during their job! How could you let someone with such raggedy clothes in here? Is this the kind of establishment where hobos are allowed in too? Gosh, you can smell the stench of this person's poverty from a mile away!"

Severin had taken just a few steps in when a lady wearing lavish jewelry yelled at the security guard with a look of disgust.

The security guard came over, smiled awkwardly at Severin, and said, "Sir, please leave if you have no business here."

Severin's face soured. He looked at the security guard and shot back, "What nonsense are you talking about? Why would I come in if I don't have any business here?"

The security guard looked at the lady and turned to Severin again. He felt as if he had been put in a tight spot as he asked, "What sort of business do have here, then?"

Severin flashed his bank card and said with a triumphant smile, "I'm here to withdraw some cash!"

"I see. There's a self-service ATM over there..." The security guard smiled.

Severin said in some disdain, "But what if I want to withdraw a hundred thousand? Or two hundred thousand? Will the ATM be able to handle such a huge request? I'm worried there might not be enough money in the ATM."

"Pfft, how ridiculous. A hundred thousand? Or two hundred thousand? I'm not sure the account linked to your card has that amount of money!" The lady said sarcastically when she heard of that.

At the end of her sentence, she looked carefully at the card in Severin's hand. "What kind of card is that? I've never seen something like that before. Is it some membership card you picked up by the side of the road? Oh, I know, you're probably one of those from the loony bins…"

"What's going on here?" It was then that the bank manager came over and casually asked about the situation.

"Does your bank issue this sort of card? This kid right here is dressed in worn-out clothes, but he says he wants to withdraw several hundred thousand. Does he even have that much money? Hey, everyone! Look here! This fool is trying to pretend as if he's some big shot by waving around a card he probably picked up from the trash! Why isn't security chasing this hobo out yet? He's a damn eyesore!"

The lady had two bodyguards with her, and her yells were so loud that it drew the attention of almost everyone there.

Severin, however, was in no mood to entertain her nonsense. He stepped forward, slapped the woman on the face, and said, "My clothes might be a little black here and there, but I'm a million times better than someone with heart as black as yours!"

The lady was completely caught by surprise, and could not believe that Severin had slapped her. After a while, her chest began heaving due to anger, and she pointed at Severin while saying, "See! That b*stard just slapped me! Damn prick. Don't you know who I am?"

"I don't need to know who you are to slap you." Severin grinned icily and had a contemptuous look on his face, as if he was looking at a clown.

If supreme individuals like the Four Great War Heroes based their actions around his mood, he would have no reason to be afraid of some rich woman from such a small city.

"Are you trying to get yourself beat up? She's the wife of the Eastshine Group's president, Preston Kingsley! Where did you get the courage to slap her?" The two bodyguards rushed forward aggressively. With a tall and robust figure, they had an intimidating calmness in their eyes and seemed really skilled at hand-to-hand combat.

"The Eastshine Group?" Severin appeared shocked, but see he soon grinned and said, "Doesn't ring a bell!"

"You're asking for it!" The two bodyguards looked at each other, took a step forward, and punched Severin one after another.

However, Severin raised his foot and delivered two consecutive kicks to both the bodyguards. They ended up collapsing to the ground while clutching their chests in pain.

The rich lady had been maintaining her arrogant expression all throughout, but when she saw the two bodyguards collapsing to the ground and having difficulty getting up, she was so frightened that she squatted on the ground and screamed, "Ah, he's…he's assaulting us!"

"Shut your damn mouth or I'll kick you too!" Severin lifted his leg, scaring the woman into closing her mouth. Both her legs were trembling too.

Seconds later, Severin spoke with a weird expression, "Oh, didn't you say that you're the wife of Mister Preston Kingsley, the Eastshine Group's president? How could you embarrass yourself like this? It's so shameful! Hey, everyone, look! She wet herself in the bank lobby. She must be one of those from the loony bins."

The lady lowered her head and saw that her skirt was soaking wet. She had peed herself out of fear.

"Ah, I…"

She felt so ashamed and angry that she wanted to stand up and flee the scene, but she had just only begun to get up when Severin's stare scared her into squatting back down again.

"Hahaha!" A number of bystanders laughed after seeing the woman wet herself in fear.

The manager from earlier was startled by the sequence of events and immediately went to look for the bank's branch director.

After a while, a man wearing gold-rimmed eyeglasses walked over.

"T-t-that's him, Sir. He's the one causing trouble here!"

The female manager stood some distance away from Severin and pointed at him in fear.

The branch director seemed angry at first, but as soon as he saw the bank card in Severin's hand, he felt so frightened that he even trembled. "A V-V-V-V-Violet-Gold C-C-Card?"

Severin glanced at the man. "Did you guys seriously let someone with a stutter become the president?"

The branch director tried his best to calm down and said to Severin, "H-h-hello, Sir, welcome to our b-b-bank. May I have the honor to serve you personally?"

"Sir, what's this Violet-Gold Card you're talking about? Why haven't I heard of it before? I've only heard of the Black Card before!" The female manager knew that there was a story behind the card after seeing the branch director's ingratiating demeanor.

"Of course, you haven't. You couldn't even if you wanted to. Less than ten of these cards have been issued by our bank, and each one of them are in the hands of powerful people. It's not the kind of thing that you can own just because you're rich. Even those who have a net worth of billions don't necessarily have the privilege to own it," the branch director said to the manager.

When the female manager heard this, her legs became weak and she nearly collapsed on the ground. The Violet-Gold card was the highest-level bank card issued by their headquarters, and there were only ten such cards in existence. yet one of those cards just happened to appear in a small city like Brookbourn.

Severin froze for a moment, then frowned again. "F*cking hell! Does it really contain that much money? That old geezer told me that there's 'some' money in the card for me to spend!"