The Man's Decree

Chapter 1336 Mister Flaxseed

The elderly man opened his eyes when Zion opened the door and walked in. Upon seeing Zion from a distance, he asked with an ingratiating smile, “Welcome, Sir. Would you like me to read your fortune? Come, have a seat!”

He stood up, wiped the chair with his sleeve, and invited Zion to take a seat.

Judging from how well-dressed Zion was, the elderly man regarded Zion as a potential big client.

“I’m not here for fortune-telling!” Zion shook his head.

The elderly man was momentarily stunned. He asked in confusion, “Sir, I’m a fortune-teller. If you’re not going to let me read your fortune, then why are you here?”

“I need your help to draw me some runic talismans,” Zion said directly.

“Runic talismans?” The elderly man froze for a bit and his expression changed. “But I’m a fortunate teller. What do I know about runic talismans? I can’t draw them. I can’t…” He waved his hands and returned to his seat.

convince him, Zion whipped out a token and

darkened the moment he saw the token on

to track you down. Stop feigning ignorance and draw me a pair of tracking talismans right now. I’ll leave you alone after this!” Zion said

at Zion and the token on the table, the elderly man responded

blanket over and took the cinnabar rosary and a few pieces of yellow paper out of the bed. After taking a deep breath, he started drawing

was already sweating buckets,

the tracking talismans

use these

Zion interrupted him. “Stay right here and don’t go

turned around and walked out of the dilapidated house. The

pair of tight clothes. He then peeled the edges of his hyper-realistic mask, exposing his actual pockmarked

pockmarks all over his face,

left after he finished

brought a few men from the Warriors Alliance to the Department of Justice. The Department