The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Chapter 1792

Quentin forced a smile as he spoke of it.

He touched his daughter Shania’s head and said earnestly, “Shania, you shouldn’t get involved. Knowing too much may have a bad effect on you, so stay out of this… Get some rest, Dear. Sweet dreams.”

Sweet dreams?

After what I’ve been through today, how am I gonna have sweet dreams?

I’m probably going to have a hard time just trying to fall asleep!

Shania complained in her head but did not refute her father.

She quickly nodded and said with a smile, “I got it, Dad. I’m going back to my room to sleep. You should rest early too.”

“Yeah, go to bed, dear,” Quentin nodded.

leave the living

his chin, Quentin was lost

commander-in-chief of Dorodo’s city

what happens to ordinary people.

brought Shania to the

do something

the case, things

phone. After a moment’s

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at the

sitting behind his desk, looking through a thick stack of

defense army had nothing to do but train. The two

than the city defense army, the more important thing was the information about Silver City’s secret warehouse contained in the ancient bronze

had not received

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