The Guardian's Sword

Sean had always been interested in medicine. Besides that, he had also figured
out a set of his own medical skills theory on the battlefield.

Now that he had time, he wanted to read more books on traditional medicine to
make his medical skills more comprehensive and advanced. However, Sean
found the dozens of books on traditional medicine he bought were superficial and
boring after returning to the hotel.

It seemed that it was not feasible to learn theoretical knowledge of traditional
medicine by buying some books on traditional medicine in the bookstore.

Sean was disappointed, but Zander was thrilled. Because that way, Sean would
not force him to read.

Zander was a typical soldier. He had no problem going to war and leading
soldiers, but he could not sit down and study. It would make him feel worse than
dying.

"Commander, if you ask me, that's a lot of ways to kill time. We can go shopping,
play ball games, and watch competitions. We can do anything. Isn't it better than
reading?"

Zander's remark made Sean laugh out loud.

"You just don't want to study... Forget it. I won't force you," Sean said and took a
long exhale.

Next day evening.

Once Sean and Zander got ready, there was a knock on the door.

Zander went to open the door and saw Gabe standing outside.

Gabe was dressed in a suit with his hair neatly combed, making him look stylish.
"What, what, what! You look good!" Zander said with a smile.

Gabe nodded and said, "We're young. We're not old yet, so we have to keep up
with the times, of course. We can't be left behind by it...

Then Gabe looked at Sean.

Although Sean had also changed into a suit, his suit was ordinary. Both the
material and workmanship were simple and plain. You could tell it was not a
designer brand at a glance.

"Mr. Lennon, you're keeping a low profile as always," Gabe could not help but
say.

"I just don't like to spend too much effort on pointless things," Sean said calmly.
It was late. The three did not waste time there and quickly went downstairs.
Sean and Zander got into Gabe's car and drove toward the auction.

Gabe's car was barely considered a luxury car. It was a Mercedes Benz costing
about half a million dollars.

To ordinary people, a car of about half a million dollars was considered a luxury
car, but a car costing half a million dollars was no different from an ordinary car to
the rich.

Sean was happy with it. Because with Gabe's income, such a car would be just
right for his status and not too much of a financial burden on him. If Gabe was
driving a multi-million dollar sports car, there was no doubt that Gabe had
become corrupted.

After all, his monthly income was only a little over 10,000.

If he did not become corrupted, how could he afford a luxury car?

If Gabe, who was driving, had known what Sean was thinking, his hands would
have shaken, and he would have driven onto the grass.