The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Jagoan carried Lisha from the car in his arms until they reached the room Shirley had arranged.

“Are you sharing the room with Lisha tonight? Or do you want another room?” Shirley asked, leaning against the door frame.

“Another room,” Jagoan said with a straight face.

Shirley chuckled weirdly and led Jagoan to the room next door.

Then she pulled out a bottle of red wine and said to Jagoan, “The night is still young. Why don’t we have a drink and chat?”

“I’m not interested in that,” Jagoan said and pushed Shirley out of the room.

Jagoan had witnessed how bold and shameless the woman was. It would be a waste of breath to persuade her to leave, so Jagoan kicked her out without a word to have peace and quiet as soon as possible.

way back in, but the door slammed shut as soon as she turned

on the doorknob, but there was a sharp clatter inside the door,

swift action made Shirley’s face livid with anger, and her teeth crunched from her

unromantic! I hope you never get a wife!” Shirley

room, Jagoan sat on the edge of the bed, gently playing with the third ancient bronze sword fragment with

it, even though it was expensive. Besides, Jagoan had abundant assets and two super conglomerates. He had no

achieved the purpose of his mission to Crosac.

Lisha and Aria if he stayed here any

he would have to help

but what

he hastily got into Lisha and