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.

room. She tried to weasel her way back in, but the

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

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

I hope you never get a wife!” Shirley kicked the door and yelled angrily

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

it was expensive. Besides, Jagoan had abundant assets and two super conglomerates. He had no lack of money. He did not care about the 10 million Dragon Dollars he paid for the ancient

the purpose of his mission to Crosac. Maybe it was time

trapped in the mess between Lisha

the time came, he would have to

that Jagoan was unwilling to help Lisha, but what if he antagonized Claremento if he helped Lisha

the commander-in-chief of Dorodo’s city defense army, representing Dorodo. If he hastily got into Lisha and Aria’s