The Guardian's Sword

"What's wrong?" Sean asked.

When Sean asked, he knew that Lisha must have recognized the old man and
the stunning woman sitting next to the old man with a contemptuous look on her
face. Otherwise, Lisha would not have lowered her veil to cover her face.

As expected, Lisha immediately whispered, "These two are from the Hunt family.
The old man is the head of the family, Timaeus Hunt, and the woman sitting next
to him is his granddaughter, Shirley Hunt... The Hunt family is also a big family of
Dragon Kingdom descent in Crosac.”

Upon hearing this, Sean immediately understood.

Lisha continued, "Timaeus has a good relationship with my father and often
comes to the mayor's residence to have tea and chat with him. I don't want to be
recognized by him. If he sees us together, he'll definitely misunderstand...”
"You're right,” Sean nodded in agreement.

Suddenly, Lisha remembered something and laughed, "By the way, Timaeus is a
martial arts enthusiast. He often tells me how powerful Dragon Kingdom's martial
arts are. It's because of this that I became interested in it."

A martial arts enthusiast?

Aren't foreigners not the only ones interested in Dragon Kingdom's martial arts?
Why would Timaeus Hunt, this old man be interested in it too?

For the people of Dragon Kingdom or those with Dragon Kingdom bloodlines,
there's nothing particularly mysterious about Dragon Kingdom martial arts...
Thinking of this, Sean cast a skeptical glance at Timaeus and Shirley.

Timaeus was busy devouring his bullfrog, while Shirley sat upright in her chair
and did not even touch the food on the table. It seemed she really looked down
upon street food stalls.

As if sensing Sean's gaze, Shirley turned her head and scolded him, "What're
you looking at? Haven't you seen a beautiful woman before?"

Sean frowned and turned his head back to his food.

Timaeus put down the bullfrog and then laughed and said, "My dear
granddaughter, you're so beautiful that men naturally want to look at you. It won't
hurt to let them have a glance. But because you're always been so fierce that
your ex-boyfriend was scared off."

"Grandpa, what nonsense!" Shirley said angrily.

Lisha almost laughed out loud and whispered to Sean, "Shirley had a boyfriend
before, a rich young man. They were almost engaged, but he suddenly ran away.
It became a joke among Crosac, and because of it, Shirley has rarely gone out
recently.”

"I see..." Sean nodded in understanding.

It was not surprising that such a ferocious woman scared off her boyfriend.
Suddenly, Shirley slammed the table and angrily scolded Lisha and Sean,
"What're you whispering about? Are you talking about me? Are you mocking me?
Do you even know who I am?"

"Miss, you're thinking too much..." Sean exhaled lightly and said to Shirley, trying
to calm her down.

However, Shirley continued to scold them stubbornly, "Hmph! If you've nothing
good to say, don't say anything at all! If you dare to badmouth me, don't blame
me for being impolite to you! I'm from the Hunt family, and we're not easy to mess
with!"

"Enough, Shirley..." Timaeus intervened, and Shirley finally shut her mouth but
still glared at Lisha and Sean with a sullen look.

Furthermore, Shirley seemed to have noticed something was amiss and stared
intently at Lisha's veil.

Lisha quickly turned her head, afraid of being recognized.

Just then, a group of young people walked towards them.

They all had brightly colored hair, and several of them had earrings and nose
rings. They were dressed in denim and had holes in their clothes, both on their
shirts and pants.

Such a vulgar group of people must be the street hooligans of Crosac.