The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

“My wife too. My wife is a worker in a textile factory. One of her fingers was accidentally caught in the textile machine. She still can’t move her finger!”

“My daughter too. When my daughter came home at night, some… Some b*stard… She hasn’t recovered yet… ”

Many people knelt in front of Jagoan, crying. The scene was shocking.

Shania and Uriah stared at Jagoan in shock and disbelief. They could not believe he could be held in such high esteem. After all, the previous commanders-in-chief of the city defense army did not manage to do that!

Not even Mayor Quentin, who ran the city, could be given such high regard!

Jagoan was perplexed as he looked at Jagoan.

Yvonne walked over, looked timidly at Jagoan, and said, “Commander Jagoan, what they said is true. Many people in the slum who are sick or injured can’t afford to go to the hospital for treatment, so we can only stay home. If they’re lucky, they’ll get better after a while, but it‘ll worsen if they’re unlucky…”

trailed off as she reached the end of

young man who was the first to get on his knees and pour out his woes,

yes, yes. I‘ll show

so excited that he quickly got up from the floor and showed Jagoan the way while

kit. Shania and Uriah were

more poor people gathered around and followed behind Jagoan. Hundreds of people had gathered over at some

the crowd and whispered, “Tell me the

cheeks were as red as ripe apples, and she could

provide him service, but he refused. He’d rather give me money than let me serve him. What can I do…”

commander-in-chief of the city defense army, Yvonne wanted to sleep with him immediately and get attached

What could she do?