The Guardian's Sword

Chapter 1193

Zander was in front as he heard Sean’s mutter, but he did not inquire.

Zander did not speak until Sean pulled himself together and picked up his pace.

“Commander, there’s a fortune teller here.

“Why don’t we have our fortunes told?”

Carried away by a whim, Zander suddenly pointed to one of the stalls and said.

The man sitting in that booth was a monk and not a shaman.

He sat cross–legged silently with his eyes narrowed slightly while others shouted to attract business. “What fortune?”

Sean glanced and withdrew his gaze.

“Let’s see if our trip will be a success.

“And whether we can get our revenge.”

Zander asked somewhat expectantly, rubbing his hands together.

However, Sean shook his head slightly in disdain.

“I never believed in such things.

“We control our destiny.”

Zander immediately dismissed his idea as soon as Sean said that.

“Please stay, sir.”

Sean did not want to have his fortune told, but the monk stopped Sean when they passed by him.

Both Zander and Sean stopped and looked around.

The monk was indeed calling Sean!

Sean slowly turned his head and looked at the monk without speaking.

The monk slowly opened his narrowed eyes and stared at Sean carefully.

It was not until this moment that Sean realized how deep the monk’s eyes were.

It was as if he had been through a lot and could see through everything.

naked in

made Sean

he wanted to

name is Lupin!”

sitting cross–legged, the monk stared intently

monk like you casually change other people’s last

slightly before snapping

not asked the monk to

lunatic tell someone’s

what is your

monk looked at Sean and asked again.

does it have to

Zander snapped again.

looked into the monk’s eyes and felt he was not making things

last name

for two seconds before telling

isn’t Lennon. It’s Lupin!”

slightly as he spoke earnestly.

name is Lennon.”

brow furrowed slightly.

last name is Lupin, Sir!”

monk refused to give in and spoke more firmly.

you’re looking

at the monk

talking and made eye contact with

I was mistaken.”

monk closed his eyes and meditated again

to leave without arguing

at the monk before quickly following

of them took the incident too seriously.

thought they had

restaurant at the east end of town.

small but clean.

it was past lunchtime, so there were few

his 20s had one hand on a crutch while the other was holding a mop

the other pant leg was empty and dancing in the

determined look, and

there food?”

walked straight into

will take some

little slow.”