Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

Chapter 1788 Soul Clinic

“If that place is as amazing as you said, then I want to go check it out!” Davin said.

“I’ll take you there,” Levant offered. “I promise you that once you go and take a nap there, you’ll immediately fall in love with that place.”

Davin stood up and both of them exited the cabin.

When they went up the mountain, he asked Levant, “Why aren’t they giving us trouble for not looking after the mountain?”

“How can they give us trouble when they can’t even find us? Besides, that is their job, but they’re making us do it. They’re basically skipping their work and abusing our labor. Now that we know who their superior is, do you think they’ll still give us trouble?”

“Their superior? Who is it?”

“The Four Guardians! If they dare look for trouble, we’ll just file a complaint to The Four Guardians and tell them that those lazy bums weren’t doing their job protecting the mountain. They definitely won’t give us any more trouble.”

way through? The Four Guardians have

time with them. All right, that’s enough chitchat. Let’s go! Otherwise, I’m afraid I won’t be able to

some wish in the dream. I just want to know if it’s really that amazing. I bet I can wake up after

he would be able to wake

away and nourish the soul. That was why it was known as the Soul Clinic. Whoever had

like Davin would have trouble pulling

was also concerned that, if he were to wake Davin up, Davin would pick a fight

and, another half an hour later,

them swayed gently in the breeze. He felt as if he had just stepped into the world of a painting. “This

pleasant flowery fragrance from ahead. Unable to resist the scent, he closed his eyes and took in deep breaths. The more he inhaled, the better he

into the sea of flowers. He lay down on the flowers with his arms stretched out, closed his eyes, and breathed in the flowery fragrance, letting it overtake his

Davin and lay next to him because he wanted to finish the dream he had before. A few seconds later,

the cold, covered himself with the blanket that Damien had

Jensen comforted him, “You’ll live a long life! We’ll be retrieving the antidote at night. If it goes well, your poison will be gone once we