The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Bob’s face was full of tears. Muddy tears streamed down his face, which had not been washed for days, and soaked his clothes.

Not only did Bob kneel before Jagoan, but so did Yvonne and her mother.

Two women, one older and one younger, knelt before Jagoan, thanking him repeatedly.

Jagoan did not enjoy being knelt at. He quickly lifted Bob, Yvonne’s mother, and Yvonne off the ground. However, no sooner had he lifted Yvonne and her mother than the two women knelt again.

“Don’t kneel!” Jagoan simply ordered.

Yvonne and her mother shuddered before standing upright.

“Yvonne, your father’s arm is alright now. With good rest and good nutrition, he’ll be alright in less than a month. Of course, he has only one arm left, so he won’t be able to do any physical work, but I can get him a job. As long as he’s not lazy, he’ll have no trouble supporting your family.”

Yvonne‘s mother burst into tears when she heard that Jagoan not only cured her husband‘s illness but also gave him a job.

mother asked shakily, rubbing her

fees. I never charge

He did not charge people partly because his way of treating people did not cost as much as

at least tens of

deal for Jagoan, but it was a lifesaving grace for Yvonne‘s

with gratitude as she thanked Jagoan

others now believed in Jagoan’s medical skills. Those who had been mocking Jagoan were now left speechless and left

your father return to his room and rest,”

immediately carried Yvonne’s father, Bob, into

mother asked curiously, “Yvonne, who are these people? Where did you get

of embarrassment and reverence, “Mom, the person who treated Dad is Jagoan Jagoan, the commander-in-chief of Dorodo’s city defense army. And the well-dressed

changed suddenly, and she was at a

the gate cast a look