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.

been through a lot and

naked in front of

made Sean

wanted to turn

last name

the monk stared intently

you casually change

before snapping

not asked the

lunatic tell someone’s

what is

monk looked at Sean and

have

Zander snapped again.

eyes and felt he was not

last name is

was silent for two

your last name isn’t Lennon. It’s

shook his head slightly as he

last name is

Sean’s brow furrowed slightly.

name is

monk refused to give

think you’re looking for

glared at the

monk stopped talking and

perhaps I

and meditated again after

frowned and prepared to leave

the monk before

of them took the

thought they had run into a

restaurant at the

was small

so

one hand on a crutch while the other was holding a

ground while the other pant leg was empty and dancing in

a determined look, and he moved

“Boss, is there food?”

man walked

it will take

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