Chapter 238: Fate Walker

Angor glanced back at the funny man in a white bear costume who just showed up from a path nearby. He had a black-painted cane in his hand.

Angor frowned a bit. He was not dressed as "Baron Milk" today, so this man probably did not recognize—Hey wait, he's coming right this way with a smile!

The white bear stopped beside Angor and still smiling innocently.

"Fate let us reunite." His chubby face revealed a joyful expression.

The word "Reunite" probably meant White Bear knew who Angor was.

"Excuse me, what are you talking about?" Angor turned to face the man.

"Oh, nice. You finally spoke to me like normal."

"Do I know you? I'm afraid you've mistaken me for someone else," said Angor as he kept up his good manner.

"It cannot be. I do not find people with my eyesight. Fate has always been guiding me," said White Bear as he bowed down. "I believe you got the wrong idea about me last time, mister. I simply want to befriend you."