"Do lovers dare to hold hands in public?"
Hearing these ridiculous questions, Wang Zheng gave up and continued sweeping the floor, leaving the others to their idle chatter.
An outburst of laughter rang out when Wang Zheng left. A few hours later, a new group of bodyguards took over the shift. Wang Zheng took the initiative and prepared drinks for the new bodyguards.
"Good kid. I heard that you're a soldier?"
"I'm sure that you're a Milky Way Alliance soldier. Your actions and build fit the stereotype exactly. Man, you must have really offended many people to have been sent to such a wretched place at such a young age."
The Lan family spent hard-earned capital to hire these mercenaries as their bodyguards. The bodyguards' gazes were more piercing from one bodyguard to the next, and they regarded others without any trace of bias.