Chapter 392 Another chance!

Dillie stepped in front of Arthur Morrison. "Dad, I told you he was my...”

"Shut up," Master Dai snapped as he stared coldly at Arthur Morrison. "You tell me."

He was over fifty years old, but in good spirits. He looked smart in his gold robe, swarthy skin, and glasses with silver chains.

"We are lady Dai’s bodyguards," Arthur Morrison said calmly. "My friend and I don't have jobs, so the lady hired two of us to be her bodyguards."

Before Master Dai could say anything,...