Summon of The Sword novel 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.

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?