"Night Watcher?"
Though Xu Yue phrased it as a question, there was a hint of certainty in it.
It matched the information that Klein had just saved Old Neil.
If they had been an Extraordinary team from another church, they would not have been so friendly.
"As you can see, a Night Watcher who has just entered the profession, Mr. Money."
Having learned from his experience as The Fool, Klein had already awakened his award-winning acting talent.
He was clearly still a rookie, yet he put on an unfathomable air.
The name Mr. Money was also a form of probing.
A probe regarding the name Franklin.
Klein's boldness was somewhat unexpected, yet also perfectly understandable.
When he was cowardly, he was as timid as a dog, always reporting people and calling for backup.
But whenever he needed to summon his courage, he had never disappointed anyone.
Once Klein had more or less confirmed that Xu Yue was a transmigrator, he had entertained the thought of testing him.
I'm an officer, and he's a thief. What do I have to fear?
He believed that if this gentleman, who was suspected to be The Lovers, really was a transmigrator, he would definitely understand what Klein meant and give some sort of response.
After all, in this terrible era, having a true companion who could support one another and walk the path together would undoubtedly be heartening news.
"I thought our kind would all be trendsetters like Emperor Roosevelt. I didn't expect there to be rookies too."
Xu Yue picked up where Klein had left off, clearly acknowledging his own identity.
Klein could not help but feel a surge of excitement.
The pressure on him lately had truly been immense; he had even lost quite a bit of hair.
The pressures of life,