The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Chapter 1

ran down the corner of his lip, making him look like a braindead vegetable. Suddenly, the young man opened his eyes. As if waking up from

River City were descendants of a general. The old master of the Quinn family, Levi Quinn, was a legend in the army. He served with distinction in wars for the country. Levi saw Sean’s potential and begged Sean’s adoptive father many times to let him get engaged to his granddaughter Willow Quinn.  Although the members of the Quinn family had no idea of Sean’s position in the army, they knew Levi had a good eye, so the person he fancied would be good. Therefore, they were happy about it. However, after Sean retired from the army, he not only became a halfwit but also lost the feeling in his legs and the ability to take care of himself. They had wanted to elevate the Quinn family’s status to a new level in River City through Sean. Now, their plan failed. Great expectations became despair, and you could imagine the resentment and reluctance. After Levi died in battle, the descendants of the Quinn family struggled in ​​making ends meet and had been reduced to the ranks of third-rate families. The Quinn family blamed Sean for all of this. Therefore, they were mean to Sean. Over the two years, the Quinn family never looked Sean in the eye and humiliated him. When Willow was gone, Sean was worse than a servant. Even maids were rude to Sean. As Sean recalled, only Willow was kind to him. “Now that I’ve recovered, it’s time to leave the Quinn Family.” “If the Quinn family had been nice, I would have helped them make it big.” “If the Quinn family refuses to come to their senses, I’m done with the Quinn family.” The tiger awakened. He would repay the debt. He would take revenge! His adoptive father was no longer around, and his subordinates even betrayed him. He was now staying at someone else’s house and was even in a wheelchair. He was as unfortunate as h*ll. “No, I have something.” “The nine-star commander’s personal guard.” Sean glanced ahead as he picked up the phone on the table and dialed a number etched deep in his memory. He desperately needed to know what was going on in the world. “Hello?” The voice on the other end of the line was deep and firm, and the pressure from the voice alone was overwhelming. “It’s me.” Sean sounded a little nostalgic. The man on the other end of the line was Zander Young, the head of his personal guard. He was loyal and righteous. Bang! There was a loud band on the other end of the line. “Who did you say… you are?” Zander’s voice was a little shaky. “I’m Sean.” Sean paused before speaking again. There was silence for more than ten seconds on the other end of the line. “What the h*ll! Who told you to call me?” “A braindead vegetable and a cripple has no right to call