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 and

Quentin was

city defense army, focus on the

and ignore what happens to ordinary people. Even if they want to do something or

brought Shania to the slum, which was too

to do something big in the

that was the case,

his phone. After a moment’s hesitation,

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commander-in-chief‘s office at the army

finished dinner and was sitting behind his desk,

relatively peaceful, Dorodo’s city defense army had

thing was the information about Silver City’s secret warehouse contained in the ancient

he had not received any reply. Perhaps the top brass was worried about making

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