The market looked to be from the nineties and had various kinds of goods.
With a puzzled expression, Matthew followed the crown prince from behind as the two reached a
particular stall at the end of the market.
Next to the stall was a banner that read: ‘Fortune Teller Lennon.See what your future holds!"
Matthew then turned to look at the stall owner.
The owner was a slit-eyed mustached middle-aged man with his hair greasy and his teeth yellow.
With his greasy hair combed into a middle part style, the owner looked just like a lackey that would
betray others without a second thought.
The owner was stroking his mustache with both hands while eyeing—like a thief eyeing a box of
treasure—at mainly the bottoms of all the girls passing by.
If any of their bottoms were slightly bigger than average, the owner would continue to stare at them
until they were out of sight.
Should any of these girls come any closer to his stall, he would definitely seize his chance to tell them:
"Miss, it looks like there are dark clouds looming over you.I'm afraid that there would be bloodshed in
your immediate future.How about letting me have a closer look at your fortune? Though I am but a
fortune teller, privy to the heaven's secrets, I aim to save the common man.Do not turn your back on
me, for it is your destiny to have met me"
It was no surprise to anyone for the girls to immediately run away in fear when the owner— looking the
way he was—said such a line to them.
The crown prince brought Matthew closer and sat at the stall.
"Melvin, do tell me what would be my luck in love affairs in the immediate future?"
The moment the owner saw the crown prince, his gaze immediately went to the back of the latter, as
though he was looking for someone else.
In the end, the owner shook his head in disappointment before replying, "Why is it just you? Where's
your mother?"
If it were someone else that posed this question to the crown prince, he would have already ordered
the person's execution.Nevertheless, the crown prince was tolerant of the owner.
Hearing the owner's question, not only was the crown prince not in anger, but he even smiled before
replying, "My mother isn't here.However, she did tell me to gouge your eyes out to make wine if you
keep staring at her!"
The owner leaned back in his chair and laughed.
"That's fine by me.That way, I can keep staring at her all day long.After all, I can only see this as your
mother's way of flirting with me! Hahaha.."
The crown prince rolled his eyes, but was still not in anger.
Looking at the crown prince's behavior, Matthew became dumbfounded, as it was the first time for him
to see the crown prince being tolerant of another person.
After all, Matthew knew just how monstrous the crown prince was, and just how extreme his temper
was.
Anyone that had the audacity to insult his mother would have been executed without fail.
And yet, the crown prince was still being tolerant of this perverted stall owner.
Just who is this man?
"Matthew, come, I'll introduce you.This man right here is Melvin Lennon.Melvin, this is my buddy,
Matthew!" said the crown prince.
However, Melvin did not even bother to raise his head and merely crossed his legs.
"If you have nothing to say, then get lost.Don't disrupt my business here.I cannot fathom the idiot that
would be friends with you with that personality of yours"
The crown prince didn't get mad over the remark though.Getting down to business, he broached into
the main topic instead.
"Last night, my friend here was involved in an assassination attempt.However, I had no leads on the
culprit even after going through the Six Southern States.I need your help in finding the culprit."
Matthew's confusion grew.
If even the crown prince had difficulties in finding the culprit, what can this man do? It was only then did
Melvin open his eyes wide before he said curiously, "A killer from outside the South? Who is this friend
of yours that had even attracted such assassins?"
Saying that, he raised his head and made eye contact with Matthew.With just a single glance at
Matthew, Melvin's expression immediately changed before he stood up abruptly.
"You...You are..."
"What's wrong?" asked the crown prince, surprised.
Melvin looked as though he had just seen a dead man come to life.It was only after a few seconds had
passed did he ask in agitation, "You're Matthew Larson?"
With a confused expression, Matthew nodded.
Looking at Matthew's affirmation, Melvin took a deep breath before continuing, "What...What is your
father's name?"
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