Summon of The Sword novel Chapter 1199

"Her family paid for the restaurant, so let's pay them back."

Jeffrey took one last look and slowly closed the door.

Standing in front of the door, Sean looked at the bustling bazaar, but he was no longer fidgety.

He had returned to his hometown after ten years.

It would be a good idea to stay here for a while.

People from the same place shared the same habits.

After all, Sean had stayed in Joules Town for ten years.

It was considered his hometown.

"Brother Woody! There they are!"

Just then, a shout broke Sean's daze.

20 to 30 youths came from the distance.

They carried weapons like daggers, spears, and sticks—looking intimidating.

The speaker at the front was Tyson.

He shouted to Sean to wait. He did what he said and called people.

The originally bustling bazaar suddenly became much quieter.

The shoppers and street vendors lowered their heads silently.

From the look of fear in these people's eyes, these people must have a reputation around here.

Sure enough, pedestrians moved away from places Tyson and the rest passed by.

The young man beside Tyson walked in the middle, his eyes full of arrogance.

"Commander, his name is Woody Matterson. He's a notorious bully in this town.

"He bullies everyone and commits all manner of crimes. Others could only keep their heads down and take it.

"Tyson is on good terms with him."

Jeffrey walked over to Sean and reported in a whisper.

"I'm not interested in knowing his name."

When Sean said this, Jeffrey froze for a second before smiling.

'Yeah!

'Who is Sean?

'He's a talented soldier and god of war with a million men at his disposal.

How could Sean take a mere bully seriously?

However, Woody did not know that, and neither did the people at the market.

Everyone knew Woody was a bully and committed all kinds of crimes with his lackeys.

Sean was doomed now he offended them.

"So, who's the one with the balls to beat up my bro?"

Woody stepped forward, his tone sinister.

Tyson and Tanya looked scornfully at Sean, Zander, and Jeffrey.

However, Sean put his hands behind his back, not a hint of nervousness on his face.

It was as if he was watching a clown putting on a show.

The attitude annoyed Woody.

"Tell me who you are lest I don't offend someone I shouldn't offend."

Woody frowned slightly. He was only a thug, but he could feel something unusual about Sean's aura.

"Brother Woody, he's just a punk.