The Guardian's Sword

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Chapter 2085

"That's good. Let them rest for a day today before going to the hospital for an examination. Then, we can plan their

diet with the reports and confirm their respective training policy."

Sean nodded. He had always been comfortable with Zander's ideas.

With free time in the afternoon, Sean and Zander went to a hotel for dinner in the evening after they got the men's

medical reports and looked through them.

Since the next step was training for the recruits, they discussed them at the dinner table.

Their discussion could not help but trigger the ridicule of the people at the table two tables away from them.

"Oh, these two fitness instructors are really dedicated."

"Yeah, they're even talking about fitness when they're here for dinner."

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"Look at the dishes they ordered. How disgraceful."

"Yeah, they ordered so little dishes. How dare they eat here? Aren't they embarrassed?"

As soon as they said this, people laughed again.

Zander rolled his eyes at these people, unbothered to talk to them, so he began discussing with Sean.

However, a blonde man at that table came over and slammed on Sean's table.

He shook his body while grinning. He turned his head to one side, looking haughty.

"Hey, will you two stop talking? You're disturbing our meals!"

"What did you say?" Zander also sprang to his feet and glared at the blonde leader.

Somewhat frightened, the blonde leader stepped back.

Barely able to maintain his momentum, he raised his fist and pretended to swing it at Zander a few times.

"What's the matter? What's the matter? You wanna fight? Come on, I'll play with you."

The dozen or so people at the next table burst out laughing again.

"Look, this guy panicked."

"Look at the other one. He's more fun. Look at him sitting there motionless. Is he so scared that his legs are weak?

This is fun!"

Hearing that, Zander's anger grew as he cast a vicious glance at the people at the next table.

"You bastards, we came to this hotel mainly because it's elegant. We're even loud, but you guys have been yelling

and screaming. We didn't even complain about you, yet you brought it up first."

"What's the matter? Do you think you're right just because you outnumber us?"

Bang, bang, bang.

There was a series of table slamming noises and the clatter of dishes and cutleries on the dining table.

The men stood up and glared at Zander.

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"What's the matter? I just don't like you."

"Yeah, you two pretty boys look disgusting. Who made you look so handsome?"

"We want to pick on you. What can you do?"

Zander took a deep breath and looked at Sean, who sat expressionless.

"Sir, what should I do?"

The crowd laughed again when they saw Zander's reaction.

"Pfft, look at him. How funny. I can't believe people still call other people 'Sir' these days."

"Yeah, he's not trying to escape or something, right?" One of them smiled playfully at Zander. "You can't get away

from us. If

Sean casually grabbed a fork and broke it in half.

Zander immediately understood what Sean meant and punched the blonde leader hard on the cheek.

Injured in the face, the blonde man fell to the ground with a scream, foaming at the mouth and spitting blood.

Had it not been for the slight rising and falling in his chest, he would have been presumed dead.

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