The Lycan King's Fate Calling (Shawn Gibson and Sylvia) novel Chapter 746

Sylvia's POV:

The appearance of the mysterious werewolf saved me from the fight.

Although he didn't seem to use much strength as he grabbed the man's wrist, the man's face twisted in pain, and he dropped to his knees right away.

I was surprised. This werewolf's strength was absolutely not inferior to Warren's.

"I'm sorry, everyone. It's my girlfriend's first time cominghere, so she doesn't know the rules," the mysterious man said in a low voice. Then he released the strong man's hand.

The bar owner's face darkened as he stared at the male wolf without saying anything.

The man walked up to the bar owner, leaned in close, and whispered something in his ears.

I couldn't make out every word he was saying from a distance, and the words I did hear just didn't make any sense together.

The bar owner's face softened and winked at the strong men. "It's alright. It was just a misunderstanding."

The strong men then went back to their seats and continued to drink.

The bar owner walked up to the counter and slid into a golden robe. Then he cocked his head to the side and hinted at us to follow him.

He strode forward at a breakneck pace. While walking, he said reproachfully, "If you had told me sooner, there would not have been a conflict. You really don't know the rules."

I didn't say anything, but the mysterious man spoke for me. "My girlfriend is new to the capital city. She still has a lot to learn. Please forgive her." His voice was hoarse and low almost like rubbing two pieces of sandpaper together.

At this moment, the sky was dark. With their purple covers, the streetlights added a mystical air to the night.

All the doors I could see were closed, and there were no shops in sight. Only the stalls along the road were arranged neatly and extended into the distance, seemingly never-ending.

The passers-by were dressed in black cloaks, just like us.

Those who were here were either witches and wizards or people like us with a certain purpose. At this time, a crystal ball on the high platform in the distance suddenly exploded. The crowd below cheered as silvery light spots densely scattered around.

I touched the light spot in front of me, and it immediately vanished into thin air.

"These spots of light contained in the crystal ball are ancient blessings. They are the common spells of witches and wizards and now also the marketing strategy of the black market. Those who came here and received the blessings normally find what they want in no time," the mysterious man explained.