The Guardian's Sword

However, such small houses would fit a single family in the slum.

Of course, it would be crowded for a family of three or even four to use such a small house. Even so, it was already much better than the houses they used to live in!

Once the houses were built, they would be rented to the poor on a monthly basis. After five years of rental, they could buy the house they were renting at a below-market price. Such a policy was a blessing to the slum residents. Besides that, the poor had already found out about Sean's fundraising for them, so his reputation in the slum was at an all-time high.

Sean and Zander had just arrived at the slum and were immediately surrounded by a large crowd of poor people.

"Thank you, Commander Lennon. You saved us all!" An old lady nearly 60 years old said with tears of gratitude.

"Commander Lennon, you're a saint. You're a kind man!"

"How wonderful is it that the slum has met a savior like you!"

came from all directions and straight into

overwhelmed for a moment. Although he had received similar welcomes before, such as when he was honored for winning a war, nothing compared to

that the people before him were truly grateful to

did not even bother to collect the food being distributed to thank him,

in Dorodo, I'll make life easier for everyone! Of course, I can't make you all rich, but I promise I can ensure that you don't have

struck a chord with everyone in the

even knelt and kowtowed to thank

knelt. It took a while for Sean to

voice rang suddenly. "Commander Lennon, it's you! You

together and

none

basket slung over her arm that contained what appeared to be