After spending two cozy days with Nora, L watched as Kyrie took her back to the Broken Pulse Sect. Once he had packed up his feelings of loss and confusion, L’s gaze became resolute once again.


    That day, he drove back to Sutroydor and then took a ne to the border of Luwan.


    That was where Ghost que Sect was located, as Kyrie had told him.


    Afternoon!


    At the border of Luwan, at the foot of a mountain called Diviner’s Peak, there was a small town.


    In the town, there was a very famous temple called Moonlit Monastery. Many people came to this temple to pray and have their fortunes told. Some were even introduced by insiders and can buy “divine cards” here to improve their luck.


    Legend had it that the “divine cards” obtained from Moonlit Monastery were even more powerful than the cards from Southeast Gorge.


    Inside a restaurant in the town, L arrived after getting off the ne and had a meal before heading to the so-called Moonlit Monastery.


    At this moment, a man and a woman walked into the restaurant. The man appeared to be around forty years old, exuding a strong aura, clearly a martial artist. The woman, on the other hand, was a young girl in her early twenties, graceful in figure and beautiful in appearance.


    The middle-aged man followed closely behind the young girl, seemingly acting as her bodyguard.


    Due to the poprity of this “Moonlit Monastery,” many people came here to pray and made offerings. The town was always bustling with tourists.


    Since it was mealtime, the restaurant was already full and there were no avable seats. When the young girl and the middle-aged man entered, they frowned upon seeing the crowded hall.


    “Miss, there are no seats avable here. Shall we go to another ce?” the middle-aged man asked.


    Just as the young girl was about to nod and leave, she was stopped by a voice.


    “Excuse me, there’s only me. Why don’t you join me at my table? We can share it,” said L.


    “There aren’t many restaurants in this town, and other ces are probably full too.”


    The one speaking was L himself, sitting near the entrance while the young girl and the man were nearby.


    L looked at the young girl, a hint of curiosity shing in his eyes, and sincerely invited her.


    Upon hearing his words, the young girl and the man turned to look.


    The middle-aged man furrowed his brow, seemingly wanting to refuse. After all, his young mistress was attractive and inevitably attracted attention wherever she went.


    He saw L’s behavior as an attempt to strike up a conversation.


    However, as the young girl observed L, she felt that his eyes were clear, and he had a somewhat charming appearance. There was an indescribable aura about him, which made her feel a slight fondness in her heart.


    Before the middle-aged man could speak, the young girl hesitated for a moment and nodded, saying, “Alright! Thank you, mister.”


    “It’s nothing! We’re all away from home, just doing each other a favor,” L waved his hand and smiled.


    With that, he moved the food he had ordered closer to himself, making room for the young girl and the man to sit.


    The young girl smiled at L, and the middle-aged man remained silent.


    During the meal, L tried to strike up a conversation with the young girl, “Miss, what’s your name?”


    The young girl paused for a moment and replied, “My name is Stephanie Wynter, but you can call me Stephanie, Sir.”


    Upon hearing this, an imperceptible change shed across L’s face.


    Wynter! Wynter?


    Could it be…


    L was not particrly warm in his interactions with others. He rarely took the initiative to talk to strangers, even if they were beautiful women.


    This time, he spoke up entirely because he was attracted to the young girl at first sight.


    It wasn’t because Stephanie was beautiful, but because she resembled someone.


    She looked like someone who had haunted L’s dreams countless times!


    His younger self’s mother!


    The resemnce between the young girl in front of him and his mother was striking, with about sixty percent simrity in their facial features.


    Especially the nose and eyes, they were exactly the same as his mother’s.


    Therefore, L instinctively felt a sense of closeness.


    And at this moment, hearing that her surname was also Wynter, a shock surged in L’s heart, even… spection!


    Not only did this young girl resemble his mother, but they even shared the same surname. Could it be…


    “What’s your name?” Stephanie asked with a smile.This belongs to N?velDrama.Org: ?.


    L snapped back to reality, suppressing his inner spection, and calmly said, “L Willis!”


    “Oh, so your name is L,” Stephanie nodded.


    At this moment, L continued to ask, “I wonder, Stephanie, where are you from? And where is your family?”


    Upon hearing this, Stephanie eximed, “Huh?” and remained silent for a moment.


    The middle-aged man apanying her looked at L with a cautious and guarded gaze, and said indifferently, “We are just strangers passing by. Why are you asking so many questions?”


    L made an awkward smile and said, “Sorry.”


    “It’s alright! By the way, L, you’re not a local either, right?”


    “Are you here to go to Moonlit Monastery for fortune-telling?”


    Stephanie smiled and didn’t mind, continuing to chat with L.


    L’s face slightly changed upon hearing this, and he asked casually, “Oh? Are you here to go to Moonlit Monastery as well?”


    Stephanie nodded, “Yes! We’re also going there to see if we can find something to improve our luck. They say the divine cards there are very effective.”


    As her words fell, L looked deeply at Stephanie and his voice carried a hint of mockery, “Divine cards? Heh…”


    “Yes, that’s right!”


    “L, you don’t sound like a local either, do you? Are you also going to Moonlit Monastery?” Stephanie asked.


    L’s voice turned deep, “That’s right! I’m also going to this Moonlit Monastery.”


    Upon hearing this, Stephanie smiled and said, “It seems like you believe in this too, L? Are you going for fortune-telling or do you also want to seek divine cards?”


    L shook his head expressionlessly, “Fortune-telling? Heh, well, you could say that. But I’m the one telling others’ fortunes.”


    As he spoke, he looked at Stephanie and said, “I advise you not to go.”


    “Huh? Why?” Stephanie was puzzled by L’s series of words.


    The middle-aged man also looked at L with doubt, his expression showing a hint of dissatisfaction.


    Moonlit Monastery was rmended to him by a good friend, and in his mind, the master of Moonlit Monastery was mysterious and profound. Besides apanying the young girl, he also had the intention of seeking advice on martial arts from the other party.


    “Because Moonlit Monastery is nothing more than a group of evil and crooked paths.”


    “Behind it lies an evil sect!”


    “I’m going there this time to wipe them out.”


    L said coldly.