The Guardian's Sword

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

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too."

"Yeah, go to bed, dear," Quentin nodded.

His smile faded as he watched Shania leave the living room and walk down the hallway.

Holding his chin, Quentin was lost in thought.

Why would Sean, the commander-in-chief of Dorodo's city defense army, focus on the poverty situation?

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

ordinary people. Even if they want to do something or intervene, they usually don't do it personally.

But Commander Lennon brought Shania to the slum, which was too strange.

Did he want to do something big in the slum?

If that was the case, things could be troublesome.

Quentin quickly took out his phone. After a moment's hesitation, he called Sean.

***

The commander-in-chief's office at the army camp...

Sean had just finished dinner and was sitting behind his desk, looking through a thick stack of papers before him.

With no 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 Anthony could perfectly manage the training.

Other than the city defense army, the more important thing was the information about Silver City's secret

warehouse contained in the ancient bronze sword.

Sean had passed this information on to Hanson, who was sure to pass it on to the top brass of the military, but he

had not received any reply. Perhaps the top brass was worried about making Dragon Kingdom military's problems

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in the City-State Union difficult if they did something big there.

They should wait and not rush it. Then there were problems regarding the slum.

Zander brought Sean a lot of information regarding the slum, in which he could see that previous mayors of Dorodo

had tried to govern the slum but had little effect.

It was because Dorodo was deeply stratified, and the economy and productivity were limited back then.

Dorodo could be divided into four classes. Firstly, the ruling class; secondly, the wealthy class; thirdly, the middle

class, and fourthly, the poverty class.

The ruling class meant the leaders of the institutions. Sean and Quentin belonged to this class, and this class had

the most power.

The wealthy class meant the wealthy businessmen and influential families of Dorodo.

Ronald was a wealthy businessman, and the important families of Dorodo were influential.

The middle class referred to ordinary people, mostly office workers and entrepreneurs.