Bab 1392: Scene

Riton Lystie was much younger than Kieran had expected. His face was handsome, his hair was brown, and he wore a gray suit; there was also a folded red handkerchief hanging out of the pocket. His gray eyes sized Kieran up curiously.

Behind him were two big bodyguards, looking over the room's decoration and, at the same time, sizing up Gorbor and two of his men.

It was just a simple check over, not a threat.

As a bodyguard, sizing up others in the same field was nothing much but if there was any provocative action in front of their respective employer, neither of them could have become the best bodyguards in the business.

After all, in the field of a bodyguard, everything depended on the employer.

"Hello, 2567."

"Hi, Riton Lystie."

As both employers greeted each other, the bodyguards of both sides stopped their competitive sizing up of each other and were sensible enough to leave the room.

"Water, tea, or coffee?"