The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Chapter 89

“I see.”

Kent saw that Sean did not want to say anymore, so he stopped asking.

“Dinner! Dinner!

“Dad, hurry over and wash your hands. Sean, I’ll get you some water.”

Willow walked to the kitchen door and spoke to Sean and Kent.

“Okay!”

Sean smiled and nodded.

They enjoyed the meal.

A rare coziness slowly spread through the family.

Sean listened most of the time while everyone at the dinner table talked.

Fion and the rest also knew Sean was a man of few words, so they let him be.

With a spoon and a fork in hand, Sean glanced over the three people’s faces.

He suddenly felt emotional.

His heart, which was once fiercely tough, had softened considerably.

There was a time when everything Fion did disgusted him.

However, putting himself in her shoes, who would willingly marry off their daughter to a cripple?

Therefore, Sean’s initial dislike of Fion had dissipated quite a bit.

Sean was willing to protect them as long as they changed.

After dinner.

Willow went back to her room after helping Sean wash up.

Sean took out the silver needles again and applied special needle treatment to the acupoints of both legs.

The needle vibrated as they were inserted precisely.

slowly swept his hand across

out the nine

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“Whew!”

a big

Sean felt

slowly started to feel

as if there a warm current

the blockage in his veins from two years in a wheelchair might

he would never

been through a

it meant a lot to him to get

deep breath and began

warm current flowing

in his heart. He immediately grabbed hold of that

Sean’s right leg wobbled slowly and lifted a

Then he gathered

right leg slowly left the

centimeters above the

strength, his right leg

teeth, put in all his strength, and held

strength was still draining away

and he instantly reached out to pull up his dropping leg. However, as Sean’s palm left, his right

Bang! Bang!

fist and punched

all that hard pounding, his legs could not

not even feel

“Argh!”

his hands

He felt aggrieved.

was the supreme commander of the

conquered his enemies, scattering them in

he relied on a

could handle such

in the military, Sean still could not take

was silent for a long time, adjusting

find a way

caused by two years

I couldn’t muster the energy. There must be something

my legs, and feelings come from the sensory nervous

and a glimmer of insight slowly appeared in his