The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Chapter 1193

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.

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

naked in front of

feeling made

wanted to

last name is

cross–legged, the monk stared intently

can a monk like you

before

was now glad that he had not asked the monk to

could a lunatic tell

what is your name,

monk looked at Sean

does it have to do with

Zander snapped again.

eyes and felt he was not

last name

two

your last name isn’t Lennon.

monk shook his head slightly

last name is

Sean’s brow furrowed slightly.

last name is

the monk refused to give in and spoke more

think you’re looking

glared at the monk with

and made eye contact

I

closed his eyes and meditated again

and prepared to leave without arguing with

also glanced at the monk before quickly following

them took the

had

small pasta restaurant at the east end

was small but

was past lunchtime, so

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

leg on the ground while the other pant leg was empty and dancing in the

but had a determined look, and he moved

“Boss, is there food?”

walked straight into the

it will take

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