The Guardian's Sword

Chapter 1167

Willow slowly took her phone back.

She loved how Sean took over the conversation.

Jane’s mouth opened but said nothing.

“You! You!”

Jane said “You” a couple of times and suddenly slammed her phone on the desk.

It was loud, especially in this quiet restaurant.

Many diners and waiters turned their heads to look this way.

“What do you mean? What blood? Who are you scaring?”

Jane shouted through gritted teeth, not wanting to admit defeat.

“I only want to tell you that the fancy restaurants you visit and the designer bags you use are worthless to me.”

Sean reached over and tapped on the table with disdain in his eyes.

“Haha. Worthless? It’s the first time I’ve ever seen someone talk about poverty with such confidence.

“You can’t afford what you say is worthless!”

Jane lost her temper and lost her mind as she spoke louder.

“I don’t know the lives of the people are at the bottom of society, of course.

“And I don’t need those experiences because we don’t belong to the same class. So your so–called experience is nothing to me.”

Jane’s words upset some of the customers and waiters in the restaurant.

Especially the waiters, who were only ordinary workers. They were considered service staff at the bottom of society.

mighty

please keep your voice down…”

came over and said politely.

have

that they lowered their head slightly and apologized

have you become this way?”

frowned too. She could not believe how snobbish her friend had

I become? Am I

you lowlifes‘ lives because I don’t care. Got

you should at least know that lowlifes belong where

yourself in

at Sean, her face

“Humiliate myself?”

looked up

you can’t order

used to eating maximum well beef, aren’t you?

the waiter

as

one with half a brain will say that.

do you take orders manually

his gaze and looked at the waiter.

“Yes, sir.”

waiter immediately nodded.

you make me an 80% well

asked again without looking

“Of course.”

waiter nodded

“Do it.”

Sean spoke.

Just a moment.”

around and

stared blankly, her face turning