Summon of The Sword novel Chapter 1201

Especially when Sean made eye contact with him.

Sean even had the feeling that the monk wanted to tell him something.

"Jeff, are you saying anyone should be honored to have him tell their fortune?"

Zander asked with a frown.

"Well... Not really. I never asked him to tell me my fortune.

"Some people believe this, while others don't."

Jeffrey smiled awkwardly before explaining quietly.

Soldiers like them had seen death many times. Most of them did not believe in the paranormal.

Jeffrey was one of them.

Sean looked at his watch and wanted to check it out.

He had never had his fortune told.

For some reason, he had the whim to do so today.

However, as Sean took two steps toward the monk, he saw Woody and his men walking outside.

Woody slowed down at the sight of Sean and his men.

Sean looked at Woody, hesitated for two seconds, and turned around to get into his car.

He did not want too much interaction with Woody and the rest.

It was not that he was scared, but I did not want to waste too much time on these people.

"Come on."

Sean called out, and Zander and Jeffrey immediately got in the car and drove off.

Only after Sean and the rest left did Woody get into his car.

"Commander, let's find a place to rest first."

Zander looked at the time and suggested to Sean.

"Let's find a real estate company."

Zander froze instantly when Sean said that.

Did Sean want to buy a house in Joules Town?

Sean did not lack money, and buying a house was no big deal to him.

However, they only came here to check into things. They might be leaving very soon.

Would it not be a waste of money to buy a house?

He should not spend money like that even if he was wealthy!

Doubtful, Zander looked at Sean through the rearview mirror.

Then he glanced again at Jeffrey in the front passenger seat, and it dawned on him.

It seemed Sean wanted to do it for Jeffrey.

Once they left Joules Town after settling their business, he could give Jeffrey the house.

Even if Jeffrey left with them, he could leave it with his family.

Moreover, having your own house would provide you with a higher level of privacy than staying in a hotel.

Therefore, Sean's idea was pretty good.

Zander figured it out and immediately nodded without saying more.

The monk at the end of the market slowly opened his eyes and watched Sean's car leave.

"Master, I have a problem."

A woman in her 30s walked over quickly.