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.

swept his hand across the silver needles in

nine silver needles

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“Whew!”

took a big

Sean felt a

slowly started to feel

if there a

knew that the blockage in his veins from two years in a wheelchair might have been

never

which had been through a

it meant a lot to him to

a deep breath and began to try to use his

warm current flowing through

He immediately grabbed hold of that feeling and tried picking up his strength

leg wobbled slowly and

Then he gathered his strength

leg slowly left the wheelchair and

20 centimeters above the wheelchair, Sean felt

as he lost the strength, his right leg

in all his strength, and

his strength was still

pull up his dropping leg. However, as Sean’s palm left, his right leg landed heavily on

Bang! Bang!

right fist and punched

all that hard pounding, his legs could

not even

“Argh!”

slowly retracted his

He felt aggrieved.

he was the supreme commander of

his enemies, scattering them

relied on a

one could handle

after spending eight years in the military, Sean still could not take it

for a long

had to find a way to solve the problem at

the blood stasis caused by

energy. There must

and feelings come

glimmer of insight slowly appeared