“This… this humble official… this humble official cannot say for sure. It could be three to five days, or three to five years, or perhaps it may never recover.” Dr. Miller was sweating slightly on his forehead. Soul-loss syndrome is a condition caused by a severe blow to the head or extreme mental shock. Since ancient times, no doctor has been able to figure out its cause. Some patients recover their memory in a few days, but some never regain it for their entire lives. So Dr. Miller couldn’t make a judgment and could only bite the bullet and tell the truth. After all, Duke Howard was known for his magnanimity and wouldn’t be unreasonable like Duke Howard.

Henry Thompson had also heard of this soul-loss syndrome, but he asked the imperial physician out of a sliver of hope. However, the answer dashed his last bit of hope. Losing memory was still better than losing one’s life, Henry Thompson comforted himself, then thought further: his sixth younger brother had always been unruly since childhood—maybe this amnesia wasn’t such a bad thing for him.

Just awakened, Louis Thompson didn’t understand what the two were saying. He was frantically patting himself all over. When he touched the long hair on his head, his face was filled with shock. Then he tugged at his hair with both hands, discovering it was definitely not a wig. He immediately froze, and after two or three minutes, his eyes rolled back and he fainted again.

This scared Henry Thompson badly. The imperial physicians rushed forward in a panic to rescue him, and the servants of Howard Manor were running around in confusion. The whole Howard Manor was in utter chaos.

In the Grand Palace Twin Halls, the President of the Union President Lincoln Abraham Lincoln was sitting upright on the throne. This year, Abraham Lincoln was only 37 years old, the prime of a man’s life. Perhaps because he had spent many years campaigning outside in his youth, his skin appeared somewhat rough. With a square face, sword-like brows, and eyes like lightning, his appearance was extremely masculine and heroic.

On the grand hall floor, an old man and a young man were kneeling. The younger one was tightly bound, while the older one had graying hair but a robust build. Even the loose court robes couldn’t hide his bulging muscles. With a pair of large, copper-bell eyes, broom-like eyebrows, big ears, and a wide mouth, he looked very imposing.

“Your Majesty, this old minister failed to teach his son properly, resulting in this unfilial child injuring Duke Howard. Now I have bound him and brought him here, asking Your Majesty to punish him!” the imposing old minister said.

In fact, this was the real truth: Duke Howard Frank Thompson was not injured from falling off a horse, but was hurt by the young man kneeling on the ground. However, the incident was too embarrassing for the royal family, so they claimed to the public that Duke Howard had fallen from his horse.

Abraham Lincoln looked at the two kneeling below and sighed, saying, “Arthur, rise. In this matter, Duke Howard was at fault first. Matthew is innocent. Untie him at once!”

“Thank you, Your Majesty!”

This minister named Arthur was the famous historical figure Andrew Clark, and the one who was tied up was his second son, Matthew Clark. As soon as he heard Abraham Lincoln pardon his son, he immediately stood up and untied him. His son was not at fault in this matter; he had only brought him bound as a gesture, knowing that Abraham Lincoln would never punish his son. Moreover, Matthew Clark was a royal son-in-law, so Abraham Lincoln was even less likely to do anything to him. From this, it could be seen that Andrew Clark’s honest appearance was deceptive—he was actually extremely cunning inside. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have remained unshaken in the The Union for so long.

“Matthew, tell me in detail what happened!” Abraham Lincoln said, glancing at Matthew Clark, who looked just like his father. Matthew Clark was already engaged to Princess Grace, but since Princess Grace was only thirteen, they had not yet married.

“Yes!” Matthew Clark replied, and then recounted how he had injured Duke Howard.

Actually, it was quite simple. This morning, Matthew Clark went out of the city to exercise his horse. When he returned, he found Duke Howard Paul Thompson and his men surrounding a carriage, refusing to let the people inside leave. The coachman had already been beaten to the ground, and only two women—a mistress and her maid—remained in the carriage. Matthew Clark recognized the young lady: she was the youngest granddaughter of Duke Miller John Harris, named William Harris, only fourteen years old. Though born of a concubine, she was exceptionally beautiful—one of the top beauties in Liberty City. Matthew Clark had been fortunate enough to see her once.

Although John Harris and his father Andrew Clark did not get along, since Matthew Clark had encountered this, he couldn’t just ignore it. Besides, George Thompson was notorious throughout the city, and now he was blocking William Harris’s carriage and had injured the coachman—clearly up to no good.

Thinking this, Matthew Clark stepped forward to mediate, asking Brian Thompson to let them go. Although Matthew Clark was younger than Eric Thompson, his fiancée Princess Grace was George Thompson, so by seniority, he had to call Philip Thompson brother-in-law.

But unexpectedly, Duke Howard Frank Thompson was a real fool. Not only did he ignore Matthew Clark’s advice, he even cursed him out and ordered his men to beat Matthew Clark. As the second son of Duke Clark, Matthew Clark had never suffered such humiliation. Even though the other party was a prince, Matthew Clark had inherited his father’s temper—when angered, he didn’t care about anything. He fought back, seriously injuring several guards, and even sent Philip Thompson flying with a punch, causing him to hit his head on a stone and pass out. That was how it all happened.