The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

The mysterious man seemed to be very familiar with the black market, as he was able to tell me a great deal about it in a relatively short amount of time.

I kept quiet and paid close attention to what he was saying.

To my surprise, he then wrapped his arm around my shoulder as if we were close friends. "It's your first time here. Are you shocked that such a place exists in the heart of the capital city? Come on. I'll show you around."

The mysterious man took the lead in walking forward. I didn't follow him and just watched his back vigilantly.

This man was very suspicious. He didn't seem to come to the black market for business. Instead, it felt as though he was waiting there in the bar for me on purpose.

The mysterious man took a few steps forward before realizing I wasn't following him. So, he turned around and walked back to me.

I stepped back vigilantly, wanting to keep a distance.

back. Make sure you stay in this side the wall. If you go out, you won't be

him. I raised my hand and pulled down my

and a person can only enter here once a day," he informed me in

my head slightly and lowered my voice like him. "What is the

answering my question, he asked, "Why did you come here to the

clench my fists at his attitude. There was obviously something off about this guy. He was talking to me like I was his close friend, not a stranger he had just met. He seemed to

you? Why did you help me?" I asked

sighed and answered, "Forget it. I won't hide

he took off his hood and revealed a familiar handsome face. It was

my eyes, thinking I was mistaken. "Blair? Why

Why did you come to the black market?"

had to change the topic. "What's wrong with your

so rude," he remarked irritably, I cracked

change one's voice. Those who frequent the black market use this to hide their identity." Without hesitation, I pulled out the wooden cork and downed the potion. A strong taste of grass filled my mouth. About five or six seconds later, my voice transformed into that of an elderly woman. Amused, Blair burst into laughter. His rough voice resembled that of a duck.