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.

if he had been through a lot and

would feel naked

made Sean

wanted to turn away

last name is

the monk stared

a monk like you casually change other people’s

froze slightly before

he had not asked the

lunatic tell someone’s

is your

at Sean and

does it have to

Zander snapped again.

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

name is

for two seconds before

last name

his head slightly as he spoke

last name

Sean’s brow furrowed slightly.

name

to give in and spoke more

think you’re looking for

at the monk with

talking and made

perhaps I

meditated again after

prepared to leave without arguing

glanced at the monk before

took the incident

had run

a small pasta restaurant

small

past lunchtime, so there were

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

the ground while the other pant leg was empty

had a determined look, and

“Boss, is there food?”

walked

but it will take some

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