Chapter 338 The Shadow General

Sigillum's words interrupted the tattooing procedure. It was taboo for such a process to pause. Both the white-clothed venerable mage and the client turned around, staring at Sigillum. In Thailand, masters of magic were referred to as Ajarn, and this white-clothed venerable master was known as Ajarn Tempus. The smile on Sigillum's face grew even broader, “Ajarn Tempus, the eminent white-clothed Ajarn from Pattaya. I hear that your spiritual tattoos are quite effective. But I’m curious, are you an Ajarn of white magic, or of black magic?” Ajarn Tempus was still standing in the same place, holding that piercing needle in his hand. He was acting very calmly. On the contrary, it was the client who couldn't take it anymore. Letting out a low roar, he promptly stood up, swinging his huge fist and throwing a punch in Sigillum’s direction. It seemed that this man was a boxer. Otherwise, he wouldn't have asked Ajarn Tempus to give him a Hanuman tattoo to boost his strength. Moreover, judging fr