Chapter 1213

The old man with glasses looked up at the man with slicked-back hair, puzzled. “Didn’t we already book Glory Hotel? Why are we suddenly booking the Empire Hotel?”

The man with slicked-back hair chuckled awkwardly. “You said you couldn’t attend the Southern Martial Alliance celebration back then, so we booked the Glory Hotel. But since you suddenly changed your mind, the Glory Hotel is naturally unfitting for you.”

“How absurd. This is a five-star hotel. How isn’t enough? Are you looking for a palace?” Artoile Golde glared.

Sicard Danse smiled and replied, “It’s just to avoid making you feel uncomfortable!”

“Uncomfortable? When have I ever complained when sle in a dead man’s pit? Have I ever complained when sleeping in shelter or the desert?”

Artoile lost interest in the game. He stood up and walked to th couch with his hands behind his back.

Anderson Jones held his breath. He regretted reporting this mat front of the general. If he had completed the task, everything wo have been fine.

However, since he had not, what would the general think? Would h think the Southern Territory to be incompetent? That they could not even secure a single hotel?

Sicard glared at Anderson fiercely. You useless piece of trash. How did you fail to even handle such a small matter?”

up and endured

who promoted Anderson, Sicard was not the one whose dignity was

whispered, “Mr. Sicard, the person who bought

an ounce of respect

his hands behind his

couch drinking tea and lowered

his mouth and began to speak in a hushed tone. A frosty expression appeared on

that I’m not allowed to listen to?”

sipped his tea, casting a sharp

piercing gaze, the

Anderson is experiencing a stomach

his brows as if he were really enduring a stomachache

you need to do. Don’t distur my meditation!”

and left the room one after

door, his expression turned grave as he

Anderson suggested. After all, he was

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