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.

faded as he watched Shania leave the living room

his chin, Quentin was lost in

city defense army, focus on the

doesn’t make sense… People in high places tend to stay out of ordinary people’s lives and ignore what happens to

Shania to the slum, which was

to do something

that was the case, things

quickly took out his phone. After a moment’s

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office at the

and was sitting behind his desk, looking through a thick stack of papers before

ongoing war and the City-State Union being relatively peaceful, Dorodo’s city defense army had nothing to do but train. The two chiliarchses, Gregory and

city defense army, the more important thing was the

the top brass of the military, but he had not received

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