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.

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

was a sharp

face livid with anger, and her teeth crunched from

so unromantic! I hope you never get a wife!” Shirley kicked the door

the bed, gently playing with the third ancient bronze sword

gotten the third ancient bronze sword fragment, it was worth it, even though it was expensive. Besides, Jagoan had abundant assets and two super conglomerates. He had no lack of money. He did not

fragment, he had achieved the purpose of his mission to Crosac. Maybe

mess between Lisha and Aria if he stayed

have to help Lisha get rid

unwilling to help Lisha, but what if he antagonized

of Dorodo’s city defense army, representing Dorodo. If he hastily got into Lisha and Aria’s feud, it was likely to impact Crosac’s relationship with Dorodo