The Guardian's Sword

Midwich's problem was just a minor problem to Sean.

"It hasn't been long since we bought the condo, yet we don't get to stay in it
anymore..." Zander sighed while eating sandwiches.

Sean broke into laughter at Zander's words but knew that Zander was not
distressed about the house he bought in Dorodo but regretted that he would not
be able to eat Yvonne's cooking anymore in the future.

"I have given the unit to Yvonne's family. They will live there from now on. It will
make their life more comfortable,” Sean said with a smile.

"I know. It's just a little disappointing that I can't taste Yvonne's cooking
anymore," Zander said and sighed.

Just then, Sean's phone rang.

Sean pulled out his phone and saw that it was a call from Hanson.

After the call got through, Hanson's voice came through the phone. "Sean, don't
worry about the credit for the gold. No one in the army can undermine your
credit. I'll try my best to fight for you. I know you want to go to the northwest
military district to get revenge on Blaze. But honestly speaking, it's not the right
time. You're going to have to delay it a little longer..."

"I understand. I should hide my time and wait for the right opportunity to seek
vengeance," Sean said calmly.

Hanson continued saying, "Stay in Midwich for a while and deal with its
problems, but the local forces in Midwich can't help you this time, so you're on
your own."

"Yeah, got it." Sean nodded.

"Also, I didn't disclose your identity in the army. After all, Blaze's men have been
looking into you. It might be helpful if your identity is disclosed, but it will also
bring you a lot of trouble. I will make it public when the time is right.”

"Thank you, Commander Lupin..."

Sean was pleased with Hanson's arrangement because Hanson's arrangement
was so reasonable that even he could not find anything wrong with it. Besides,
Hanson now served as Sean's backer in the Dragon Kingdom army, so Sean
would never have a problem with Hanson.

After hanging up, Sean took a long breath.

Zander finished the sandwiches, put the plate away, wiped his mouth, and said,
"Commander, I think Midwich would be a good place to go. We had been at war
for the last few years and had recently been so busy with Dorodo's affairs that a
trip to Midwich was the equivalent of a long vacation and a good rest. You have
to enjoy yourself once in a while."

"You're right,” Sean said with a smile, agreeing with Zander.

Suddenly, a shrill voice came from the front.

"Is there something wrong with you, old man? Can't you see me sitting here?
How dare you step on me? Do you have a death wish?"

The speaker was a young man.

The young man's tone was so haughty, and he was so mean that it made people
very uncomfortable.

Sean looked in the direction of the voice and immediately saw a young man
sitting near the aisle.

The young man was handsome and about 20 years old. He wore luxury brands
from head to toe, and you could tell at first glance that he was born into a wealthy
family.

The old man who stepped on him had a sandwich in his hand as he hurriedly
apologized to him.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... My eyesight isn't good enough to notice... I'm so sorry..."
The young man snorted coldly and said, "Why are you running around instead of
staying at home at this age? What if you die on the train? If you die on the train,
aren't you causing trouble for others?"

"I'm sorry..." The old man looked awkward, and the forceful smile on his face
looked agonized.

"F*ck off! F*ck off! F*ck off! Get out of my face! The sight of you sickens me,
okay?"